Mind The Gap (1970-2020) Painting

Acrylic on canvas 120/90 cm 2020. Self-portrait. Part of the Brave New World Series Selfportrait and a painting from the Brave New World Series, ‘Mind The Gap. ’This is the year I turned 50 (24-08-70). I traditionally paint a self-portrait every now and then, mostly in response to a key moment. Becoming 50 is such a key moment. Meet my much younger self in a swing, 3,5 years old. I am holding the collar of Vesta, our boxer dog. I imagine my parent’s staged it. But I took my job seriously, you can tell by the determined look on my face. At the time we lived in Scharwoude (North Holland). Seventies I am quite familiar with the photo that I used for this painting; it runs in our family for a while. The original photo came in my possession last year. Older pictures always fascinate me because it is in fact frozen time. That was the seventies, the age that my parents looked cool with flowery dresses, huge sunglasses, sandals, sideburns, beards and moustaches. I was mostly dressed in my mother’s creations. My parents did not see themselves as hippies, they were not into that, but they were children of their time. Me too. I still feel strongly related to the seventies; it might be because of the big social changes that coloured that era. No straight jackets, no stiff upper lip but freedom, no conservatism but optimism. The world would only become better and more beautiful. It seemed a world of unlimited creativity, musicality, artistry and spiritually. Of course the seventies were not that uncomplicated, but it had that vibe. No, me, I had no idea. I was about to get to know the world and just started discovering a bit. But I do believe you get tinted and shaped by the age you were born in. 2020. Time flies when you're having fun. And, here we are, 50 years has gone by. Not only fun. But from this point I feel rather hunky dory. In my twenties I thought that the real adventure would be over at fifty. Au contrary, the world is still there to explore and to learn from. It never stops. Not so bad at all. So far so good what my personal life concerns. This era 2020 is one of limitlessness and extremes. I am and I live here, I am fortunate. But if I point my scope on the outer world I feel discomfort. The optimism of the sixties, seventies and eighties is capsized into super realism and cynicism. We know everything, we see everything, we hear everything, we have access to anything and besides we have it all, we are in reach for 24/7 and never before have we had so many friends as in this digital age. On balance, it did not result in a more beautiful or intelligent human being. However, it appears so. Check out all these successful populist political leaders of today. In my opinion, this is the era of staying up or going down. Lots of flora and fauna are going down as we speak, with the freighting speed of light. In my at most sinister thoughts we are running into the gap like lemmings. We know what we should do but it’s so damn hard to let go of all our gains, even if it means our own downfall. As an artist I struggle with this given fact. I search for ways to intervene by dialogue or introspection. That is as far as artistry goes I’m afraid. This picture exhales the twenties century if you ask me. A small 21th century detail found it’s way into the image, a modern intervention namely earplugs. Anyone who knows me, knows I do not own plugs or even a smartphone. I hasten to say, it is a matter of choice, a statement. Yes! I am totally up to date digitally but I choose to keep making autonomous choices. As a child spawned from the proverbial flower power generation I say, let me be free and independent, that is my greatest asset.

Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:35.4 W x 47.2 H x 0.8 D in

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