SEARCHING FOR THE DAWN II
2022
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas

I don't remember your face
The sweet scent of your hair
And how you walked in the light
I don't remember your name
The full cherry red of your lips
And how you smiled under the sky
But what I remember at day and night
Is the first sunrise in your blue eyes
And my longing for the dawn.

CB/2022

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“Each morning we are born again. What we do today matters most.”
~ Buddha

“The morning steals upon the night, melting the darkness.”
~ William Shakespeare

MAKE ME BELIEVE IN YOUR SUNLIGHT II
2022
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas

Will you make me believe
In your dancing sunlight
Are you with me
In the daylight and in the dark hour
Will you hold me
when I fall and when I fly
Will you make me believe
In your warming sunrise?

CB/2022

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“He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how.”
~ Friedrich Nietzsche

BEFORE THE TWILIGHT CALLS US BACK TO PORT II
2022
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas

Hoist the leaden anchor
Wherever you want to go
Put the linen sails
Whatever you want to be
Before the winds turn
Before autumn comes
Before the twilight
Calls us back to port

CB/2022

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“We know what we are, but not what we may be.”
~ William Shakespeare

WE ARE LIKE ISLANDS IN THE SEA
2022
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

Inspired by endless summer walks along the coast of Mallorca… “Now and here, in this moment. We feel like islands in the open sea. What connects us lies hidden in the depths, was there before we knew each other. Where we came from, where we will go, in these morning hours it doesn’t matter. Our worlds are blue like the sea, blue like the sky. You are so many things as you rise from the surf. Dream and truth, nymph and siren, my island in the midst of the sea. Never let this day end.”

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There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person.
~ Anais Nin (1903 - 1977)

BEFORE TWILIGHT KISSES THE SHORELINE
2022
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

Inspired by walks along the coast of Mallorca… “We wanted everything. Back then, before dawn broke over us. It doesn't matter who we were. It doesn't matter what we longed for. But what remains is hope itself. And our memory of an immortal day, as enchanting as the deepest ocean, as free as the highest sky. Do you remember the laughter and the last light before dawn kissed the shoreline?”

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Sometimes, I don’t know what haunts me more. The memories of you, or the happy person I used to be.
~ Ranata Suzuki

ON THE BANKS OF THE HUDSON (triptych)
triptych 2022
150 (h) x 400 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 157,5 (w) x 0,78 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

LARGE STATEMENT-PIECE in three parts

My new large monochrome work in Prussian blue, that very consciously refers to the (only apparent) lightness of watercolors and Chinese ink painting and the wonderful handling of melancholy drawn in water. Furthermore, my inner inspiration for this emotional work:

“Always in early autumn, constantly reminded of you. I sit here and write you a letter, just like I always do when the first cold rain drifts across the country and the evenings get longer. There is lightness in life and also the bittersweet heaviness of the first rainy days. I know and you know too. Where have you been, as the years passed by me? One last time, meet me on the banks of the Hudson. Where it all began, where it all ended, facing the water on starry nights. Where are you? Even if I forgot the sound of your voice and all the names that you gave me, even if we live in different worlds and under different skies now, even if we are separated by oceans and continents. I will wait for you on the banks of the Hudson, like I do every year in autumn. Sometimes, only sometimes all those pictures from the past feel like a single wistful moment, so far away, so close. But while I remember all the nights and days, you save your tears for another life. We were never the same, never even similar. As you said, moon and sun will never find each other. Your world is no longer mine. And when I have finished writing the letter, when all is said, when every word has found its place and fits into this deceptive puzzle of memories and melancholy, then I go to the banks of the Hudson, to the place you know, and tear up the sheet. One more time, again and again. Always in autumn, constantly reminded of you.”

This triptych combines the following works and should be "read" from left to right:

WHAT WE PROMISED AND BROKE
2022. acrylic and oil on canvas
120 (w) x 150 (h) x 2 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 0,78 inches
left part of the triptych

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WHERE IT ALL BEGAN AND WILL END
2022. acrylic and oil on canvas
120 (w) x 150 (h) x 2 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 0,78 inches
central part of the triptych

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CONSTANTLY REMINDED OF YOU
2022. acrylic and oil on canvas
120 (w) x 150 (h) x 2 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 0,78 inches
right part of the triptych

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“Now I can look at you in peace; I don't eat you anymore.”
~ Franz Kafka

“To love is nothing. To be loved is something. But to love and be loved is everything.”
~ Chinese proverb

FROM A SPARK TO A FLAME
2021
120 (w) x 80 (h) x 2 cm
47,2 (h) x 31,5 (w) x 0.78 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

From the other end of the world to you, a thought, a feeling, a word ...

One day a spark, then a fire, and at the end an ash that the wind will not carry away. Constantly reminded of you.

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“I am only a spark: Make me a fire.”
~ Amado Nervo (1870 – 1919)

THE BURNING OF THE HOUSES (AFTER TURNER)
2021
120 (w) x 80 (h) x 2 cm
47,2 (h) x 31,5 (w) x 0.78 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

Once again inspired by Turner ...

I still remember very well how, as a teenager, I first encountered the fascinat-ing work of J.M.W. Turner came into contact. I was particularly impressed by his countless sketches with which he prepared his oil paintings. This is also the case with the oil painting "The Burning of the Houses of Parliament" from 1835, for which he created his famous oil paintings, made multiple sketches using both pencil and watercolor in two sketchbooks, which fascinated me and still fasci-nate me today because they use color in a downright modern way. Somehow it was time to take up this inspiration from then and carry it over the decades into the present.

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“It is only when we are no longer fearful that we begin to create.”
~ J.M.W. Turner (1775-1851)

LATE SUMMER IN THE HAMPTONS (triptych)
triptych 2021
150 (h) x 380 (w) x 4,5 cm
59,1 (h) x 149,6 (w) x 1,77 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

LARGE STATEMENT-PIECE
LARGE TRILOGY AS TRIPTYCH

The Hamptons are a very special place for me, a place of longing, where the really important things for the soul can be found. A place that seems to have fallen out of time, a retreat, somewhere between the Atlantic and the big city that never sleeps, somewhere between eternity, fast paced life and at the gates of the world. What I really need, it is in the small moments when the day gently sweeps over the coastal landscape and, above all, the colors and winds stay in my memory more than anything else.

Over the years, the cycle of life became an important topic in my painting. I'm not talking about the big events and actions. Life is always a collection of many little moments and key experiences. What do we remember when we look back? It is not the complete story of our life from A to Z, it is just a few important breathtaking moments that have shaped and enriched us. Life is a circle and follows the course of the sun: We awaken, we rise, we take a deep breath before we fall and fade again. In this specific artwork I deal with our inner restlessness and longing that sometimes makes it so difficult for us to remain in the moment and enjoy happiness.

This triptych combines the following works and should be "read" from left to right:

EARLY MORNING IN MONTAUK
2021. acrylic and oil on canvas
120 (w) x 150 (h) x 4,5 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 1,77 inches
left part of the triptych

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MEET ME ON GARDINER’S ISLAND
2021. acrylic and oil on canvas
120 (w) x 150 (h) x 4,5 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 1,77 inches
central part of the triptych

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BEFORE SUNSET AT COOPER’S BEACH
2021. acrylic and oil on canvas
120 (w) x 150 (h) x 4,5 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 1,77 inches
right part of the triptych

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"There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person."
~ Anais Nin (1903 - 1977)

BEFORE SUNSET AT COOPER’S BEACH
2021
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 in
acrylic and oil on canvas

Once again inspired by autumn walks on Long Island ...

Before sunset at Cooper’s Beach. The shadows lengthen over the white, sandy beach. The day falls away from me and I listen to the voices of the waves as they tell their stories. There was a time when I looked forward to the nights. But today I let the fires burn so that they carry me through the rising night. Tell me, here in South Hampton, what better place to meet yourself?

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“The simple things are also the most extraordinary things, and only the wise can see them.”
~ Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist)