i Am a LEAF on the Wind

chaos of the making

which word

i Am a LEAF on the Wind floating escaping seeking direction
inside the millions of Words
Hundreds of rules
Thousands of images
i Am a LEAF on the Wind  realising what trees have been
a selection in the forest value of numbers reselection
i Am a LEAF on the Wind Blown away in thousands
curls, swirls, whirls, spinning Twists as to wonder
Where to land

Chaos in the fallen leaf


i Am a LEAF on the Wind
What to say as things, people, trees, rocks, seeds, birds, bees pass BY
i Am a LEAF on the Wind  rushing to find soil
to enter the world of ground
aWay from air bubbles, rumbling resonant vibration
Right back into that wandering feeling to set the first step into the unknown direction
discovering which way to go while roaming
like a leaf on the wind
finding the moment to fall

overwhelming chaos

do you know that feeling

and go against all odds
figuring things out while moving
as a fall is just The beginning of lost memories of
a leaf on the wind is not afraid to fall down
to a new other existent surrounding
to become a nemophilist

chaos inside an image

i must not forget what i did to create the new

The above is not much else than artistic therapy on the moment i feel so overwhelmed by the new project.
Now  a new picture hangs there to remind me
i Am a LEAF on the Wind

It is also a part of showing a more personal struggle that lays behind the Land Art Forest.
Before i had the land and the ideas followed upon it now i have the ideas but not the land.
How to persuade people to join this project, without loosing the artistic approach.
On one side there is the need to be professional according to the rules and perspectives that people have and on the other side lays the forest as art.

seeing chaos

what it should be


In the end
i Am a LEAF on the Wind
ready to fall Down



Leaving details

As a part of an exhibition in 2010 with the title ‘GreenbloodRedblood’ i created some images.

GreenbloodandRedblood 2010



red blood in green

The amazing veins in a leaf searching for that river trail.

How does it flow.

For only a moment.


leaf labyrinth

from green to


it never stays

it goes

leaf remains


half digested by time

one step


its gone into crumbles


leaf white bones



of it goes

into soil

to spread the wings of

new leaf on the wind


In a forest lays the hidden reality, de verborgen werkelijkheid, realidade occult, Realiti cudd, versteckte Realität and so much more.
These photos are experiments with filters and framing the coming months there will be many more experiments.

The camera is fantastic in macro photos and has several possibilities for filters like: fisheye, sparkle, reflection, fragmented, pop art, soft focus, pale light colour, grainy film, pin hole, diorama, dramatic tone.
Not sure by any of them, it can give a mixed reality which i like to achieve in some way. Let the photos be in such a way that people look and wonder what is……….

There will be several series, several stories to tell and one will be the story of a leaf.

The way to show? Perhaps as a collage. Perhaps as a leaf. Not sure, i have plenty ideas.
The roaming balls, the hidden holes, the forgotten tunnel just to mention 3.

The dead leafs are on the path for just a few more weeks so no time for experiment more time for that one moment of seeing.






Land Art Conversation

The Land Art ‘movement’ never wrote a manifesto like other art movements. You can therefor find as many different definitions of Land Art as there are land art artists.

Land Art Poetry 'Crack'

Land Art Poem

The following definition inspired me into a new thinking in 2009:
“Land Art is a conversation with nature/landscape, questioning our (human) relationship with the land and nature, to articulate the experience of landscape and nature.”
Perhaps the conversation between me and nature became literal, in the meaning of actual, by writing with and in the landscape the feelings it aroused in me.

Land Art Poetry

There were it happens


An other much used definition comes from ‘Ben Tufnell’ in his book ‘Land Art’ :
– Land Art is the use of art to enact or articulate a direct, non-pictorial engagement with landscape and nature, or to re-order our response to place, landscape or nature.
The photos here are the documentation of the art but not the Land Art.
When you look at both definitions you see the word articulate, which means so much as expressing oneself ‘clearly’ or speaking ‘clearly’.
Expressing oneself has everything to do with putting in words or show an emotion.
Words do disappear like nature these days.


the disappearing of words



My response: Nature does not discriminate what has made the land/ground, it doesn’t matter if mining or termites or even earthquakes made the ground. Constant change is a main principle, once gone nature comes back different.
As Land Art urges us to RE-examen our relationship with landscape and nature. Can we re-create landscape/nature or is it once gone, never come back?


Land Art Poetry Trail



I wanted to find out if we can re-create nature within a man made landscape.
To do this I had to let go of box thinking; culture, wild, environmentalism all belong to a box with a certain label. Human-made can be nature. The Land Art should not become moralising and certainly not a new box with attached new labels.

In this way I made ‘Vagdavercustis’ by having a conversation with nature and the landscape. I Re-examine my own relationship with nature and the landscape, seeing what we articulate, express put into words can become nature.



LOPE not loop


If we walk or if we drive we see and experience landscape.






Back to expo thinking, there is no way you can fit a Land Art Forest into a gallery, so forget trying.
The exhibition will contain photos, but how and what keeps floating around in my little idea book.
Where is clear and the room with walls, doors and windows is clear, but the filling and connecting it to the Land Art Forest ……..


a photo of a photo on a sculpture inside the mind of an avatar

inside water
drops within drop
a drop in the ocean
without a drop no ocean
what we see has become a competition of what it should be

flow 21

an other invisible flowing drop

When you observe physical entities, with your observation, they changing their character                (Werner Heisenberg)
free from controle of reason
expressiveness force
creating an image rather than recording it
don’t see what others want you to see
let water and wind play with it

flow 9

flow 9 it is all in your head

For one expo the photos are selected, the medium is still questionable, only need 5 photos there. These 5 will also be a new card serie.
The cards must sell so selection happens in an other way. My more artistic photos do not sell good enough.
The expo in Portugal will not be for sale, creating more freedom of artistic expression.

painted drop

painted drop

Transport is an other issue to consider in the creative progress. Certain ideas dropped of as the small needs to fit inside a suitcase.
Printing a photo on a piece of paper feels not good, gives no expressiveness.
Macro photography seems the opposite of the Land Art Forest of 1 hectare, yet without that small world no forest.
It all starts with one drop.

How to display the beauty of the small to realise the big as we see so little. Our realities alter constantly, so many medias, so many ways.
The budged limits several options, such a pity, the imagination needs no funds but the realisation can’t happen without the dirty word, money.

Somehow some order will appear inside the chaos
one day it will happen
it will all come through


SEEING trees


Perhaps not

The hardest thing for this blog is to choose the photos to show here, there are just so many.
A tree as art is nothing new and so many trees show that they are capable of doing just that.
The question stays are we ready to see trees and other plants for what they are?

Charles Darwin showed us already long time ago that trees and plants are much more than passive ground covering.
People were not ready to hear or see it in them days but can we see it now, not so sure.

tree growing in old factory wall

growing where ?


Yet, many of my photos show that Darwin stood only at the beginning of things and  many scientists have developed his theories further.
While walking you can see the power of plants where ever you walk and when you stand still to look you see even more. Trees made me scratch behind my ears with ‘how is this possible’ growing against all the rules?

Are we ready now to see it, or will our vision stay hidden.

Vision ball


Our way of seeing is influenced by so many things and for such a long time we see the natural environment divided.
One way we see it as some ‘fairytale’ making it almost holy and the other way we see it as something to be owned and used or at least controlled.
Many believe nature is there for us humans only.

on the eye,
rejected by
influenced by
you or me

tree on the rocks

on the rocks

A book written by Peter Wohlleben makes us see trees from a different perspective and according to the sales of the book many of us do agree.
At times the book still go towards the dreamy reflection, at other time he shows the scientific prove.
Talking to people you hear it makes them uncomfortable, some say: so what can we eat now when plants are seen as intelligent.
People forget that plants have been eaten for as long as they exist and so has animals. We don’t need to feel guilty about eating nature, plant or animal as that is nature.

woven willow growing on

why not

In a human made landscape nature still survives, when we alter nature it carries on while we look the other direction.
One site destroyed nature in fast moving actions, the other site creates nature while we read, write, talk.
We all can create nature no matter where, no matter the size, no matter with who, no matter with what.
Perhaps the time has come, we can go behind the rules laid upon us and see past them rules and regulations.

tiny creeping willow

small foot print

So many different species of trees we hardly see as they grow natural so tiny long before we humans invented Bonsai. Who made them rules again?
Winter solstice stands before the door once again a time to plant a tree no matter how small.

tree planting a christmas tree


Planting a tree to celebrate the returning of the light in the northern part of the world and the return of the dark in the southern part of the world.
Even when we all plant the same kind of tree in all different environment, under all different circumstances, with whatever climate it will grow.

look at this

See you next year wishing you all the best for these festive days no matter how you celebrate.




Than just than the water became a mirror as the wind called behind.
It revealed silence in noise, in uproar, sound echo  echo, silence in noise
sound source of silence, underwater while above, on the surface feathers
still there, like screams of geese and line clouds of wasted journeys
silence my mind

paint reality

to see what you and me can’t see
don’t want to see
a laced wing, laced netting, filigree cord sting
intertwine, interweave, mix it all, give it silence
klingerly klang of a horse shoe on concrete

glace wing

see beyond time
a feather comes with thousand drops
to do what hasn’t been done
camera under water under surface reality
dare to see surplace reality shattered movement

under or above thats the question

a boat past, waves come all moves
wobble bobble zobble
into reappearing silence, moved to be stuck
a drop reflection into a subtle action
reaction of a fraction into
inner moment, inner movement
shadows reflection, than just than

moved to be stuck

the boat pushes her under where i lay surprised
faces what to see, no longer care
all them drops
just one little feather
feels so good, so beautiful, attractions
in that one tiny moment of passing

that feather

by elegant, glamour on a surface movement
shift in charm, to relocate me and
seeing beyond, seeing inside reflection, under drops
we only see outer reality
stir, switch, leave, transfer

seeing in three dimension
i have to go now, i need a piss
my inner calling
how to make 2D into 3D with an inner feeling
kijk nou

een veertje dat me heeft leren zien, leren kijken, een ander perspectief.

it will never be sure when or how we see not knowing how to show

mAgdA september 2017 alblasserdam



THINKING while wondering

How to show silence of a feather, while a constant roar shout behind me.
Perhaps light, just what my camera and me see. Perhaps only what the camera sees, working with a tool of light.
Silence is no more, contradiction became a constant.

silence of a feather

What is the aim of the expo? Water? Nature? Drops? A spark off hope for nature?
A whistle in a wing on flight. A drop in the ocean.


just a perfect drop

A drop disappearing on the moment of that turn, your turn, your flight. A desperation to hold on what disappears before your eyes.
A pain without words, as nothing can describe it.
Picture vanishing drop, which goes where so many went before.

what you see is not what i see

Vanishing beyond time, as we limit our seeing to now,   later is now, past appearance, all dimensions in 1 moment.
Eyes need to form an fifth dimension, not 3, not past, now, later, add under, above, inner, behind, interaction, interconnection.


It hurts to see destruction, so you can stand above, so you can controle, so you can monitor.
I have no idea how to show, what positiveness you let – , we let destroy as we learn every day not to see. We see no inner feeling.

sunrise in a flash

Confrontation will not matter, anything. They will see me as something to ignore, justifying judgement with fire-eyes.
What if i show what is different, yet this has been done over and over, again and again.
I will not show what you can do, been there done that.

It didn’t work.

spelen met licht

Perhaps, therefor, i want to show what you can’t see, as we can’t see the inner pain, the inner connection.
Perhaps i want to show the inner, intimate, hidden, repressed, internal, secret, personal moment.

beauty within


I am busy preparing for an exhibition in February 2018, this thinking is the beginning of a process. The aim will be to do something more with photos than just showing framed images.
To see beyond time, beyond dimensions.
You can follow the progress here from time to time.