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    017. Stilleven van een druk leven

    017. Still life of a busy life

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    022. The way we were

    022. The way we were

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    052. Museum De Lakenhal, Delft

    052. Museum De Lakenhal, Delft

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    053. Wein, Weib und Gesang

    053. Wein, Weib und Gesang

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    058. KLM business class

    058. KLM business class

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    068. Ruth

    068. Ruth

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    077. Onze WC

    077. Our WC

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    083. Ondanks oorlog en pandemie

    083. Despite war and pandemic

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    084. Smalspoor, Houten

    084. Narrow track, Houten

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    085. Spoorbrug bij Culemborg

    085. Railroad bridge at Culemborg

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    094. Champagnedoppen

    094. Champagne caps

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    100. Citroen en waterglas

    100. Lemon and water glass

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    101. Klaprozen, Saint-Valéry-sur-Somme

    101. Poppies, Saint-Valéry-sur-Somme

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Still lifes page 1

017. Still life of a busy life

Memories of my career in ICT / exchanges. Amex Options (now NYSE American) clock, Amsterdam Stock exchange (now Euronext NL) buy / sell glass, Sydney Stock Exchange (nu ASX) medal and MeesPierson (now ABNAmro) letter opener and ink blotter.

Location: Lofoten 101, 3524 EP Utrecht, The Netherlands

Drawing after a photo

022. “The way we were”

Reminds me of our own kitchens in the past: gass stove, gass geyser, dish rack, "natural stone" counter, string bean mill, whipped cream beater and paraffine store. I can still smell the slow cooked beaf stakes.

Location: Van Eesteren Museum, Noordzijde 31, 1064 GV Amsterdam, The Netherlands

Drawing after a photo of Adelheid Vermaat

052. Museum Lace hall (de Lakenhal)

Stained Glass from the ALGEMEEN HANDELSBLAD building in Amsterdam, between 1927-1928, by Harm Kamerlingh Onnes

Source: Wikipedia

Location: Oude Singel 32, 2312 RA Leiden, The Netherlands

Mixed media after a picture

053. Wein, Weib und Gesang

Bottles of holidays with wife Ella. France, 2017 big rose wine bottles, waarin rosé zat. Front right Athens, 2015 a bottle of Ouzo Plomari zat. Front left Istanbul, 2010 a bottle of Taşdelen water.

Background is a red fitted sheet. Lit from the right with a led beamer.

Location: Lofoten 101, 3524 EP Utrecht, The Netherlands

Drawing after a picture

058. KLM business class

When I worked at the Options Exchange, I traveled regularly in KLM business class. You were given a small bottle of gin in the shape of a Delft blue (Delftblauw) house. 5 bracketing photos op my desktop and combined to an HDR photo with Adobe Photoshop. Added a blue sky and vector illustrations of clouds and an airplane with Adobe Illustrator.

Location: Lofoten 101, 3524 EP Utrecht, The Netherlands

Mixed media after a photo

068. Still life "Ruth"

Still life with a painting by Tilly Moes, copper vase, painting by G. Brackman and a stamp box on a dresser.

Location: Lofoten 101, 3524 EP Utrecht, The Netherlands

Drawing after a picture

077. Still life "Our WC"

With a Matroeska doll from Riga, a "Rezerwacja" sign from Krakow, the Empire State building from New York, the Eiffel tower from Paris, shells, a "Je suis indivialiste" plate from Honfleur, a Gaudi bull from Mallorca, 3 Dali turtles from Figueras, a Jewish doll from Krakow, 3 angels Luck, Protection and Health, a turtle from een schildpadje uit Cape Verde, a key hanger with Jan Jansen shoe from the Jopie Huisman Museum in Workum and a supply basket.

Source: My own Wikipedia: Ella

Location: Lofoten 101, 3524 EP Utrecht, The Netherlands

Drawing after a picture

083. Despite war and pandemic

On my bicycle ride to Wijk bij Duurstede I encountered these trompet daffodils close to Fortress the Batteries (Fort de Batterijen).

Location: 2e Veld, Nieuwegein, The Netherlands

Drawing after a picture

084. Narrow track (Smalspoor), Houten, The Netherlands

The Japanese cherry (prunus serrulata) was in full bloom. Friend Louis suggested to have a look. Many people wit Eastern background take a photograph.

Location: Smalspoor, Houten

Drawing after a picture

094. Champagne caps

Bought on a bric-a-brac in Dormans, France.

Location: Dormans, Frankrijk

Mixed media after a photo

100. Lemon and waterglass

Drawing after a picture of Krista van der Niet

101. Poppies, Saint-Valéry-sur-Somme

Poppies reminded me of World War I. A friend sent me information about this poem.

In Flanders Fields and Other Poems, a 1919 collection of McCrae's works, contains two versions of the poem: a printed text as below and a handwritten copy where the first line ends with "grow" instead of "blow":

                 In Flanders Fields
    In Flanders Fields, the poppies blow
         Between the crosses, row on row,
       That mark our place; and in the sky
       The larks, still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below.

    We are the dead. Short days ago
    We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
       Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
                              In Flanders fields.

    Take up our quarrel with the foe:
    To you from failing hands we throw
       The torch; be yours to hold it high.
       If ye break faith with us who die
    We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
                                In Flanders fields.

As with his earlier poems, "In Flanders Fields" continues McCrae's preoccupation with death and how it stands as the transition between the struggle of life and the peace that follows. It is written from the point of view of the dead. It speaks of their sacrifice and serves as their command to the living to press on. As with many of the most popular works of the First World War, it was written early in the conflict, before the romanticism of war turned to bitterness and disillusion for soldiers and civilians alike.

An article by Veteran's Administration Canada provides this account of the writing of In Flanders Fields:

The day before he wrote his famous poem, one of McCrae's closest friends was killed in the fighting and buried in a makeshift grave with a simple wooden cross. Wild poppies were already beginning to bloom between the crosses marking the many graves. Unable to help his friend or any of the others who had died, John McCrae gave them a voice through his poem. It was the second last poem he was to write.

Location: Saint-Valéry-sur-Somme, France

Drawing after a picture

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