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The Life  of  a Line  ©AC

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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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