Aquarius: The Urban Sketching Box and meeting Roman Szmal

Aquarius: The Urban Sketching Box and meeting Roman Szmal

Meeting Roman Szmal Last Summer I met Roman Szmal, the man behind the lovely Aquarius watercolor paint. He invited me to meet him at Kunstburg. That's the Dutch art supply store that sells his paint. And although it's all the way on the other end of the country, I...

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Last week I decided to unlaunch my Patreon, to pause it indefinitely. Why? Well, the short of it is that it’s time for me to go back to basics. The long of it is that…

…I need to practise ‘Amor Fati’

When I launched my Patreon my head was bubbly and sparkly with fabulous ideas for an inspiring art community. Looking back, the plan may have been a tad too ambitious from the get-go, especially because I’d been struggling with chronic pain for years. At the time I was very optimistic, though, and thought it would help if I could focus on something fun like an online watercolor community.

My body was underwhelmed by my enthusiasm, though, and soon things got really, REALLY bad and I had to stop working altogether. Last September I got the help I needed and things were looking up when suddenly in October I landed in the ER. During my days in hospital I was making wild plans for my Patreon, But with the meds I got, I spent the remains of the year seasick on the couch, more asleep than not. The new year started way better, but definitely not as good as I needed to be in order to realize any of my wild and sparkly plans. And that’s an understatement.

An Achilles’ Heel

What complicated things was that a few days before I landed in hospital in the middle of the night I had been informed that what I thought was a neglected sprained ankle was in fact an irreparably damaged ankle due to very poor medical care. Years ago I started walking in nature one to two hours a day. I loved it. But, having a weak ankle I needed arch support in my walking boots. I trusted the specialist and walked on those for a year and a half. Until I got an injury. I gave my ankle some rest, not worrying too much. And then I walked again. A few weeks. And then the injury returned. This happened a few times and ultimately the throbbing pain didn’t go away anymore.

By that time covid had arrived and the affliction wasn’t serious enough to have it checked out. By the time my covid isolation was over 14 months later, it was serious enough all right. I had a permanently inflamed ankle due to irreversible damage. There were some things they could do to help relieve the pain, but overall I’d just have to learn to live with it.

"chronic", a watercolor painting by Mandy van Goeije to illustrate chronic pain
“Chronic” – Visual journal page, watercolor and graphite on watercolor paper, 18x30cm

Initial response: fight mode

I can’t say how deflated the news made me feel and angry with that so-called foot doctor who had ruined my ankle. I was angry with my body for leaving me in the lurch in more than one respect. And I had a really hard time accepting where I was and adapting my life. Why me? Why now?

From fight mode to acceptance

There’s no ‘because’, of course. Sometimes life happens as it does and we have to swallow, whether we like it or not. Some things we simply cannot change. Then we must try to practise ‘Amor Fati’, to love fate, to love whatever situation we’re in and see the good of it. Thich Nhat Hanh says something similar: that when we learn to suffer in a good way, we’ll suffer less. The good way to suffer is to accept the situation we’re in. Once we stop fighting, half the suffering is over. Wise words, but let’s just say my strong point is NOT to accept things as they are, so I spent a good amount of energy resisting. Until I was completely depleted and realised how useless it is to resist the inevitable.

Photo of our cottage on the river bank in france where in the morning
“By the riverside” – sitting on the porch of our cottage on the river bank. On the stone at the other side of the river there would be a Kingfisher hunting every day

A majestic role model

I was on the porch of a wooden cottage on the bank of La Dronne in the South of France. It was very early in the morning and a thick layer of dew delicately waltzed over the field across from where I was while the steam from my hot cup of tea tangoed along. Over the water on a branch of a tree no more than 5 meters away from me sat a Kingfisher, eyeing his chances. Suddenly he saw one and dove, caught and landed in a blink of an eye, swallowing his breakfast while I sipped my morning tea. Over and over again.

The simplicity of that majestic bird focusing on that one thing and succeeding woke something up inside myself. I had come to our holiday destination exhausted and depleted because I’d been trying to do too much. If only I could focus on one thing, just like that little bird. I had been holding on hard to the idea of building a creative community alongside my art practice and finding peace and healing in my body. It had been too much. My energy and focus had been diffused and none of it booked any progress at all. I was like a Kingfisher frantically diving into the water without focusing, without looking, and catching nothing. I understood there and then that I need to mono focus while I learn to deal with life as it is and find the good in it.

photo of a Kingfisher at Brantome, la Dronne
Kingfisher right in front of our cabin

A chance to dive deeper

During the month of September I figured out what to keep and what to let go. I felt that “content making” outside my art work flow needed to go. Content for the purpose of content broke my flow too much and stopped me in my tracks. I felt the need to focus solely on my art and the sharing of my process when there is something to share. It’s artists who do that, like the ever-so-enthusiastic Helen Wells, that I like following most myself. So that’s what I’ll do from here on. ‘Amor Fati’, love what is there…an opportunity to dive much more deeply into my work and share that process with my tribe. Secretly I’ve been longing for that for a long time. And hopefully giving myself this peace will help me learn to live with this body and hopefully help it heal some more.

Instead of Patreon…

Aside from unlaunching Patreon there will be a few more changes in how I share my work. I’m dusting off my blog and blowing new life into it, so this here is a good place to follow my work. But even better is to subscribe to my newsletter if you haven’t already as I’ll be sharing exclusive content in there. It will be a Mandy’s Monthly with an overview of the past month’s work, sparks that you may find inspiring as well and some exclusive content on the work process of the moment, mostly videos. You can expect to find the newsletter in your mailbox at the end of every month.

My Lost Bear and a word on digital vs real painting

My Lost Bear and a word on digital vs real painting

A few weeks ago Ana Goldberg, a YouTuber I’ve been following for a while now, proposed to her Patrons to do a zine together. The topic would be “Our most cherished items and why we keep them”. Ana left her home country a few weeks ago and had to leave behind most of what was dear and home to her. I felt it was a great topic because it made me think about the objects that make our houses our homes. And also if our relationship with objects go deeper.

Choosing a cherished item

I felt called to do an illustration about one of such objects for me, so the first step was to look for an object I cherished so much that I’d never get rid of them. Despite my efforts I had a hard time singling out one piece. My paint box was all I could think of. But even that is replaceable. I can buy paint anywhere.

But then something struck me. A memory. A memory of an object I cherished a long time ago but that I lost and desperately long for at times. My old bear.

The illustration process

I made a video about the story behind the bear, which is also a speed paint of the digital painting I made of it. You’ll find it a little further down this blog post. But here on my blog I’d like to share the entire process of this illustration. You see, I have also finished the sketch in my sketchbook and painted it. I wonder which you prefer, the digital or the analogue version?

So let’s start with this explorative sketch…trying to draw the bear from memory as I’d even lost the photo and had no reference to draw from. It was much harder than I thought:

From exploring memory to a scene

After I’d formed a visual image of my memory on paper I did a sketch of a grown-up figure cherishing her object-of-times-gone-by. She’s lying on the ground, as I did in my memory as a baby. She’s in pieces and yet whole, as I feel many if not all people are as the vast majority of us gets damaged in some way or other somewhere along the path of life. And she’s naked as she displays something very sensitive and intimate.

The first digital version

Then I worked out the sketch digitally as a part of trying to build on my skills in that department. I always find it very hard to get the same feeling digitally as I have when I paint. But fortunately I felt the illustration worked out okay somehow. This is a first version:

The second digital version

It may have been okay, I didn’t like the weight of the brown floor in my illustration. It caused a chaotic feel as it took away my eyes from what my eyes should be drawn to. And then there’s the incredible up-side of digital art. Making changes is so much simpler as you don’t have to redo the entire painting. In this case I simply inverted the colors of the floor layer and the interfering brown turned into a cool greyish blue tint that’s a perfect complementary color to the ochre of my bear. And suddenly both the me-figure and the bear popped out the way I wanted them to. Looking back I’m just not too fond of the blue nose…

Process and story

This is the video I made about the digital painting process. The voice-over tells why this bear is such a cherished object to me.

Going analogue

After uploading this video, putting together all these images and writing a text for Ana’s zine I was finished. Or so I thought at the time. But leaving a sketch page unpainted in my sketchbook? Nehhh….I just can’t do it. I’ve literally never done it in recent years. So I put on an audiobook (“Arrowood and the Meeting House Murders” by Mick Finlay) grabbed my fineliner and watercolors…

Digital versus watercolor experience

Having done this illustration both digitally and in watercolor made it easy for me to compare both techniques. I had experienced quite some frustration and unhappiness during the digital painting process and beyond the steep learning curve of a new medium there was also something else that I hadn’t quite been able to pinpoint.

Looking back on my digital version I realised that I just love the embodied experience of real painting with water and pigments. For me there is absolutely no physical connection between me and what happens in the image with digital painting. I don’t feel it, don’t smell it and the paints don’t interact with me. It feels dead. In addition it’s all pre-planned and much less intuitive. I’m not a fan of digital art as in general it’s very obvious when something’s created digitally. It’s just not as ‘alive’ as real paintings are. I have seen VERY few illustrators and artists who pull of that sense of realness and aliveness with their digital art. So as an audience digital art is points behind for me. But also from the creator’s perspective I don’t feel life in the work while doing it. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a rookie with digital painting techniques. And maybe, if I’d master them, it would feel differently. But I’m not sure I’m willing to put in the years and the effort and sacrifice so much time for real painting during that time. Because the moment I sat down with this sketch and my paints to do the page in my sketchbook, I felt alive and happy again. The paints were talking to me and together with them this illustration grew on the page. And I just really deeply love that process.

What are your feelings about digital art?

You’ll understand that this makes me very curious which of these versions you like best. The digital one or the watercolor one. Don’t spare me if it’s the digital one! I can take it. And I’m also wondering what you think of digital art. Do you know digital artists who make work that touches something inside of you? That feels alive? If you do, I’d love you to write down some names in the comments. Maybe there’s things I can learn from them….

Oh, and should you know which bear I’m talking about and where I can find it…please let me know…even if it’s a hundred years from now.

A little laughter of hope

A little laughter of hope

“Awww, you…”


Sometimes hope gets eaten alive.

It was the morning after Russia had invaded Ukraine. I sat reading the news with an ever heavier heart. This couldn’t be happening! War doesn’t belong in our time. War is something of far-away places and of history. We only got to see the scars, we were only taught the horror of the past. And then all of a sudden this blood thirsty madness was happening right in front of my eyes. Live. Behind a border less than 1400 kilometers away from my home. It wasn’t that I couldn’t believe it. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it, the upcoming suffering and destruction, the fact that somebody feels entitled to do that to people. The fact that this war was maybe a threat to all of us.



All of a sudden the dark storm in my mind was disturbed by clear and heart-felt laughter. In the chestnut tree that I can see from my studio window, was the green woodpecker. Back in her old spot for the first time since this winter, laughing out loud. It seemed inappropriate, this cheerful melody in such a dark and scary moment. And yet, she laughed even louder. And I felt the pang of contradiction and struggle inside. How could I enjoy my little friend’s return and laughter when such horror was unfolding? And then she turned her head into my direction and she laughed once again, louder and longer, as if she was telling me something before she flew off in her gliding waves.

“A family”, aka “Hope”


It was almost as if with her laughter she wanted to reassure me that no matter what happens in the world, Life itself always goes on in some form or other. And that thought conjured up a little spark in my darkness. Hope.


Of course it’s always our own minds imagining these ‘messages’, but what better source to get hope from than Spring Life itself?

A painting video

With reverence to Life and my dear woodpecker friend, I painted six woodpecker illustrations depicting relationships. So there are three more than you can see in this post. I filmed the process of painting the first, “a Family” and in the video you can see the other three paintings. All six original illustrations are available in my Etsy shop, which you can find here. Should you be interested, my Patrons and newsletter readers get a discount on my art originals… 😉

NB: the video will be live

How to go from here

I hope that the atrocities in Ukraine and Russia (Russian people aren’t safe to think what they do and the fate of many who oppose this war is already unknown) will end soon and that respect for Life will be restored. Until then, we must try to keep our own heads and hearts clear and peaceful. When such horror is going on, it may feel like a crime to experience a glowing heart, but as an act of resistance against such maddness, it may be extra important to witness Life unfolding in Spring and to enjoy the promise that lies in the unbudding of it. And, heavy heart, or not, let’s try to bring all the color into Life that we can, in whatever way we can. These woodpeckers are mine♥

De lente brengt hoop in De Kleine Grote Wereld

De lente brengt hoop in De Kleine Grote Wereld

Iets nieuws in deze tijd?

Het juiste moment kiezen om mijn De Kleine Grote Wereld project te starten, was niet zo makkelijk. Eerst was er corona met alle onzekerheden die dat met zich meebracht. En nu voltrekt zich plotseling een oorlog in een land waarvan de hoofdstad hemelsbreed maar 1851 kilometer van mijn bed vandaan is. Hoe belangrijk mijn project dan eigenlijk nog? En kun je zomaar wegkijken van een oorlog om je op andere dingen te richten?

Prunus bloesem in De Kleine Grote Wereld van Mandy van Goeije

Juist nu!

Vandaag, toen ik in de tuin stukjes Kleine Grote Wereld zocht, kreeg ik een seintje dat het nu júist het moment is om De Kleine Grote Wereld te starten. De bloesem aan de Prunus barst open in de eerste lentezon. Dat doet me denken aan de Sakura, de kersenbloesem, die in Japan het symbool is van hoop. Althans, in het prentenboek De Kerseboom staat weer in Bloei van Japans boeddhistisch filosoof Daisaku Ikeda. In dat verhaal lijkt de hoop in na-oorlogs Japan verloren totdat het met liefde en zorg weer tot leven komt.

inspiratie voor De Kleine Grote Wereld van Mandy van Goeije

De Kleine Grote Wereld als hoopgenerator

Net zoals de kersenbloesem in dit verhaal wil ik dat De Kleine Grote Wereld een plek kan zijn die hoop laat groeien en mensen kan verbinden, met zichzelf, met elkaar en vooral ook met de natuur. We weten inmiddels dat het met de natuur niet zo best gaat en dat de klimaatverandering een enorme uitdaging wordt. Maar wat we niet altijd beseffen, is hoe wij mensen onderdeel zijn van het ingenieuze systeem dat de natuur is. Wij zijn ervan afhankelijk en spelen er een belangrijke rol in. Daarom is het belangrijk dat we leren begrijpen hoe het systeem werkt, wat onze rol daarin is en wat wij kunnen doen om het systeem dat ons in onze behoeften voorziet te ondersteunen. Daar hoef je niet gelijk een heel regenwoud voor te redden. Begrijpen hoe de natuur in jouw achtertuin of in het parkje in jouw straat werkt, kan al een heleboel in gang zetten.

Hoezo, De Kleine Grote Wereld?

De Kleine Grote Wereld is precies dát…jouw balkon, jouw tuin, de groene plantsoentjes in jouw buurt, het park waar je gaat wandelen…kortom de natuurlijke wereld in jouw directe omgeving. We kijken er zo makkelijk overheen. Wat is daar nou voor bijzonders aan? Maar wie écht gaat kijken, gaat kleine wondertjes zien. En wie zichzelf vragen stelt over wat hij ziet, zal in die Kleine Wereld steeds meer zien van de Grote Wereld en steeds meer van het systeem begrijpen. Dat kan ons helpen onze rol in het natuurlijke systeem op zodanige manier te vervullen dat we haar niet langer alleen maar belasten, maar ook voeden zodat zij op haar beurt ook in ons bestaan kan blijven voorzien.

Beeld voortgekomen uit De Kleine Grote Wereld door Mandy van Goeije

Kunst en De Kleine Grote Wereld

Mijn manier van De Kleine Grote Wereld observeren en proberen te begrijpen, is er één van beeld en taal. Ik observeer, ik verwonder en ga op zoek naar antwoorden op mijn vragen. Ik teken en ik laat mijn fantasie de vrije loop – geïnspireerd door wat ik heb ontdekt. Het leidt misschien niet tot natuurgetrouwe tekeningen, maar eigenlijk houdt elke tekening verband met een bijzonder aspect van het door mij ontdekte beestje. Ik hoop dat proces binnenkort met mensen te kunnen delen – hier in het hart van Zeeland – in de natuur. En anders misschien wel online.

Aquarel boom uit De Kleine Grote Wereld

Ga je mee op ontdekkingsreis?

Wat je hier in De Kleine Grote Wereld kunt vinden, is het resultaat van mijn ontdekkingsreis in mijn eigen Kleine Wereld en ik hoop een boel inspiratie voor het ondernemen van jouw eigen ontdekkingsreis. Ook hoop ik dat we onze ervaringen kunnen delen en met kleine lapjes Kleine Wereld een beeld van De Grote Wereld als een puzzel kunnen opbouwen. Ik hoor dus heel graag van je in de commentaren onder mijn berichten.

Tot slot…

Ik hoop dat dit project blij maakt en je inspireert om jouw eigen Kleine Grote Wereld in te duiken. Maar voordat ik dit bericht afsluit, is hier nog een animatiefilmpje van het boek van Ikeda waar ik mijn bericht mee begon. Ik hoop dat de boodschap in dit verhaal hoop geeft aan wie het in deze tijd kan gebruiken. En daarna…gauw naar buiten met je camera!

Witness on my Blog

Witness on my Blog

The painting "Witness" lying on a drawing table
Witness” on the drawing table – watercolor and color pencil

Back on the Blog

Hello dear reader! Are you still here? Maybe you can give me a little wave or smiley reply to let me know you’re here reading? I’ve been away for so long that I can hardly believe anybody’s still reading this blog. I hope you are, though, for I’m pumping new life into it!

Last year I left facebook. For numerous reasons. Let’s do the quickest recap possible and say the cons greatly outweighed the pros for me. I’ve hardly missed it. One thing I have missed, though, is blogging. I intended to rekindle my blog and website the moment I left facebook, but a chronic health issue spiraled out of control soon after that and eventually sent me into hospital, taking me off my feet for a few weeks. I’m well on the mend now, though, and feeling better than I have in years, so hello blog, here I am! And you, dear reader, welcome!

faces and ghosts
detail from “Witness”, ghosts from the past in the canopy

Forming connections on Patreon

After leaving facebook I set up a Patreon. I was looking for a place to have real and unburdened, non-algorithm driven connections about watercolor and my art. Of course the little health devil extinguished the fire on that project too for a while…BUT…it still is up and running! I paused billing for the months I couldn’t fulfill my Patreon promises, as I am pausing the billing for February too. Because this month I need a fair bit of extra time for further recovery and also…I’m updating and tweaking this website and blog. And I’m FINALLY making a webshop!!! So this month will be a little less filming…although I’m already planning filming doing a drawing tomorrow or next week… But anyway…should you like to take a look…now it’s free. There’s a lovely February desktop calendar available for free….you’re more than welcome to enter and download it.

ornate tree trunk
detail from “Witness”, an ornate tree trunk

Watercolor work

My work hasn’t been very consistent the past years. I was dealing with a chronic pain issue that got worse and worse. It made me stop teaching because I could no longer be sure I was going to be able to deliver. It made me stop taking commissions because I didn’t know if I was going to be able to deliver. And eventually it almost made me stop working completely. Basically because there were hardly any pain-free days or nights anymore. I was exhausted and at the end of my tether.

detail of canopy
detail of “Witness”, ghosts from the past in the canopy

It wasn’t swell, ending up in hospital. But it turned things around. There are pain-free days again, weeks, even. I sleep well again most nights, so I have tons more energy. That means that some days I can even do full work days at my drawing table. I just needed a little direction once I could get back to work. It hadn’t been easy, constantly stopped in my tracks by the pain. It had diffused my work focus and lots of plans and promises had ended up in the bin, next to my confidence. The days in hospital weren’t only healing physically. Being down for a while helped me see what really mattered from where I was. There was no need to go back to the humongous plans I once made. All I yearned for was to grab my watercolors and paint…grow my body of work, develop as an artist. Looking back I know that for years I had been trying to compensate for the pain and insecurity by making BIG plans. Now I know there’s no need at all. I have a lot to say. And I say it best in watercolor. So, here goes!

watercolor painting 'Witness"
“Witness” – watercolor and color pencil on watercolor paper

“Witness” is one of my latest paintings. It’s another tree world. I have a feeling I’ll be painting trees forever 🙂

“Witness”, the painting

Silently they stand there, Now barren, soon heavy with their canopies,storing our rainwater, socializing with the funghi networks hidden from our sight, sending food back and forth between friends, family, strangers in need, fighting over light and space…and all of that quietly, without protest. Did you know trees ‘walk’? Yes, they do. Some
move inches per year. They may be quiet, but they are not inanimate. They are not just the decor against which we live our o, so important lives. The things they have seen over the years, witnessed. The voices they heard, the embraces they supported, the bullets they caught, the tears they sucked up in their roots, cycling them through their trunks, their branches, their leaves, their roots. Nothing is ever really forgotten where they stand. And sometimes, when you allow yourself, you can hear their memories whispering softly against your cheek.

“Witness”, watercolor and color pencil on 18×26 cm paper. Prints on request.

Soon in the shop!

As I mentioned, I’m working on a webshop for some originals and limited edition prints. And I’m currently looking for a local printer to make some beautiful postcards for me. And I’m exploring printing on demand services for fun products like mugs, tote bags and laptop stickers. There’s no shop just yet, but limited edition prints of “Witness” are available. You can e-mail me if you’re interested or contact me through the contact form on my website.

The IDEAL Watercolor Palette

The IDEAL Watercolor Palette

Last Summer I began composing my ideal watercolor palette. I needed one very much. I had collected so much paint over the years that I reviewed watercolor on YouTube that I needed that one go-to box of colors I could paint almost anything with. Having a lot of paint is wonderful, but at some point it takes more time to find the right paint than the painting does and then it’s high time to sort your colors out!

It was a tough job. BUT! I did it! In 7 days from sunrise till midnight. In two runs. The first version I made turned out to be a little less ideal than I thought. So I threw myself at the job for another few day sand reached a near ideal palette. Now I’m changing just the one color, or maybe two. But then this set is pretty much definitive and ideal.

I made a video to share the process and choice of colors. And below the video you will find a list of the colors that are in my IDEAL palette with links to the products, should you be interested. None of these links are sponsored. There are no affiliations. I make no money from sharing this with you other than a few dimes for the ads on YouTube (although I also offer my videos ad-free on Patreon). This is simply me sharing my pigment quest and what I’ve found to be the ideal and most versatile set to work with.

List of paints in the IDEAL watercolor palette:

This list is composed after having taken out the Chinese white that you can still see in the photo. You will also find the additional link to my preferred Permanent Alizarin Crimson in the list. It’s not yet in my palette, but it has a good chance of ending up there once I know which of the colors in this palette are not as ideal as I thought they’d be. In other words, as soon as it’s apparent there’s a color I hardly use it can go to make room for this Alizarin Crimson.

Should you like to compose a similar set of watercolor paints, then by no means do you need the exact same paints. Feel free to tweak your color composition to your personal liking. And also, if you have a paint with the same pigment number from another manufacturer, then feel free to use that instead of feeling nudged to buy a new one.

The format of the list will be: brand, color name, color number (if it has one), pigment number(s).

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Top row of the palette:

Golden Qor, Dioxazine Purple, PV23 (to replace the Chinese White I don’t use)
Daniel Smith, Titan Buff, PW6:1
Sennelier, Cadmium Lemon Yellow, #535, PY 35
Rembrandt, Azo Yellow Light, #246, PY154
Daniel Smith, Nickel Azo Yellow, PY150
Sennelier, Cadmium Yellow Deep, #533, PY35
Golden Qor, Transparent Pyrrole Orange, PO71
Daniel Smith, Pyrrole Orange, PO73
Rembrandt, Permanent Red Medium, #377, PR255
Rembrandt, Permanent Red Deep, #371, PR254
Rembrandt, Perylene Red Deep, #354, PR178
Daniel Smith, Permanent Alizarin Crimson, PR 177, PV 19, PR 149 (- not in the palette YET)
Daniel Smith, Quinacridone Coral, PR209
Rembrandt, Quinacridone Rose Reddish, #367, PV19

Second row from the top:

Schmincke Horadam, Purple Magenta, #267, PR122
Rembrandt, Cobalt Violet, #539, PV14
Rembrandt, Quinacridone Purple bluish, #593, PV55
Schmincke Horadam, Cobalt Violet Hue, #473, PV62
Daniel Smith, Manganese Blue Hue, PB15
Rembrandt, Cerulean Blue, #534, PB35
Golden Qor, Cobalt Blue, PB28
Rembrandt, French Ultamarine, #503, PB29
Rembrandt, Indanthrene Blue, #585, PB60
Rembrandt, Phtalo Blue Reddish, #583, PB15
Winsor & Newton Artists’, Phthalo Turquoise, #526, PB16
Winsor & Newton Artists’, Aqua Green, #697, Palomar Turquoise (This pigment, interestingly enough, has no number)
Schmincke Horadam, Cobalt Turqoise, #509, PG50 (This color is often named ‘cobalt teal’)

Third row from the top:

Sennelier, Cobalt Green, #856, PB36
Golden Qor, Viridian, PG18
Rembrandt, Phthalo Green, #675, PG7
Rembrandt, Phthalo Green Yellow, #681, PG26
Rembrandt, Chromium Oxide Green, #668, PG17
Rembrandt, Sap Green, #623, PY150, PG7
Rembrandt, Azomethine Green Yellow, #296, PY129
Sennelier, Naples Yellow Deep, #566, PBr24
Daniel Smith, Monte Amiata Natural Sienna, PBr7
Rembrandt, Transparent Oxide Yellow, #265, PY42
Daniel Smith, Goethite (Brown Ochre), PY43
Rembrandt, Burnt Umber, #409, PBr7
Rembrandt, Burnt Sienna, #411, PBr7

Bottom row:

Rembrandt, Quinacridone Orange, #229, PO48
Daniel Smith, Deep Scarlet, PR175
Daniel Smith, Permanent Brown, PBr25
Daniel Smith, Perylene Maroon, PR179
Daniel Smith, Piemontite Genuine (pigment is genuine piemontite mineral)
Daniel Smith, German Greenish Raw Umber, PBr7
Daniel Smith, Van Dyke Brown, PBr7
Schmincke Horadam, Peryleen Green, #784, PBk 31
Rembrandt, Lamp Black, #702, PBk6
Schmincke Horadam, Mars Black, #791, PBk11
Rembrandt, Opaque White, #106, PW6
Kremer, IRIODIN® 323 ROYAL GOLDSATIN, #501798

None of these links are sponsored!

Patreon….here I come!!!

Patreon….here I come!!!

It’s high time for an update, don’t you think? Well, I’ve got one. Patreon!!!

This past covid year has been…hmm…let’s say I feel a bit like Rip van Winkle at the moment…waking up to the world after a loooooooooong nap. I was finally released from isolation by my covid jabs. I feel privileged and thankful for living in this part of the world. It’s wonderful being out there again. Small things. Like going to a book store or finally getting some new clothes (About time! I literally had only one t-shirt left without holes or paint stains J ) I can’t wait until flea markets are allowed again and to go and have lunch somewhere. Oh, and an appointment with a hairdresser…I can make that now! I love being back in motion.

This motion also brought back the flow in my work, so…..I have a Patreon up and running!

I’d been planning to for a long time, but couldn’t quite figure out what I was going to offer. There are SO many possibilities. And then it’s a matter of figuring out what fits. Apparently, taking decisions is easier when you’re out of isolation J I’ve decided to start with a few basic tiers and let it evolve from there. Nothing better than a good start, right?

My Patreon now has 3 tiers with ad-free videos, exclusive videos and digital downloads of my work – even hi-res prints for personal use. I recorded a little video about it, with a painting demo and some Patreon information:

You can find my Patreon page here. Or by clicking the red button below:

Become a Patron!

Besides Patreon I have a lot more things I want to do on my mind, like revamping my website, setting up a decent portfolio and shop and sending out regular newsletters. Monthly, with inspirations I feel are worth sharing and little updates about my work. I’ve painted SO much that I haven’t showed anyone yet. It’s about time these paintings see the light of day.

I hope wherever you are in the world, this update finds you well.