About Me



I remember, as a child I was walking with my mom, holding her hand. I saw many legs, while I hurried along and I anticipated that special moment, waiting for me right there in the centre of town.

There it was, just standing patiently in the middle of Hilversum. A sculpture made of brass. Its shape was a little horse, a pony. The back of bronze was shiny and smooth, many children could only reach till the bottom. Suddenly I was high up and could look down on people strolling by.

I imagined myself in the centre of the universe. Sculpture, a moment of stillness, this feeling has never left me.

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