Linear Drawings
The Life of a Line ©AC
A life of constant moving and changing
Schools
1980 Graduation "Medical Assistant DVSA"
1994 Graduation "Commercial employee"
2006 Graduation "Drawing Therapist IAC"
2013 Certificate as a red cross nursing assistant SRK
Here's my story:
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I was born 1960 in Argentina, this Gaucho country of wide open landscapes. At night , one could hear in the streets the music of Tango. In 1967 my Dutch family
goes by boat back to Europe. There we settle near the mountains.
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Years of building new roots and eating chocolate followed. Family peace was rocked. Some members took off. What a shock. I decided to leave the family nest confident that I could do it alone. A rainbow of friends for life appear on the horizon.
The gift of making art awakened in me amidst dark times. A felt pen finds its home in my bag as did some blank pages to fill with forms and lines.
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My parents died. My mother, nearly blind and very sick, chose one day to swallow the enchanted liquid. In a second she was gone. My father passed away brave, alone, the curtains in his room softly dancing. He could finally sail home.
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During those years, ever curious, I kept exploring different fields of work. New people appeared, challenges that I would not have wanted to miss presented themselves. After 20 years living near the forest, I moved close to a green blue lake. It took time to adjust.
In my free time, family boxes were opened. Stories haunted my sleep.
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2022 Ten days of Covid forced me to stay in quarantine, invite me to produce more art. This challenging time taught me that we all have a right to be human, to feel, That we need each other. We don’t have to do it alone.
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Today, my Fine Art is my mate and I love to give out of Grace.
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