I have used various glass panes as supports for a series on drowning around the well. Now I am considering how these pieces of glass already tell a story of their own. Especially, there is a couple of triangular pieces of glass, that tell the story of coming from a old car. I started out by imagining what narratives I would paint on these pieces of glass, when I realized that just looking at them, the imagination of the viewer could already see so many different stories around this car.
Maybe the pride of driving it shining new all those years ago, a kiss, a road trip, shopping, an accident…
I let these pieces tell their story themselves, by simply placing them in different spots on the entrance driveway or outside the garage.
I am using “the empty room” that I describe in another blogpost as a sketchbook and include two small drawings on the walls about this car:





