(My photograph of the North Sea, April 25th, 2019)
When things get out of hand, there is little one can do. That is the analogy. However when I was a kid of about three years old I lived in Bermuda and went to the beach all the time with my family. I was often playing in the water and one day a huge wave came and pulled me into the wave like a washing machine. My body moved violently from left to right and from up to down and mostly all of the four directions at the same time. Still, as a kid of three years old, I already knew instinctively to let-go. I had to let my body and my mind go. I knew, even as a little youngster, that I could not fight the tides, the waves and nature. So I let my body go limp and I stopped thinking about how I could get out of the situation – I have to 100% let go. I did not have the chance to think of hope, recovery or being saved at that moment. All I knew was that I needed to abandon preconceptions of how to fight and survive waves, tides and wakes in the ocean.
In the end of an excurciating couple of seconds, or minutes my body floated to the top of the Bermuda ocean and I lifted my head and I survived. I quickly brought myself to shore and rested. I have never forgotten that experience with water. Six years later when I moved to Malawi, Africa – I was put into swimming lessons (in a private school swimming pool in Hillview Primary School) and it is there that I learnt how to swim.
Diem is de naam van een Nederlandse kunstenaar. Ik kende Diem helemaal niet totdat ik kennis met zijn schilderijen gemaakt heb in januari en februari 2019. Zijn schilderijen zijn uitbundig in kleur en vorm. Hier zie je een schilderij bijna volledig in rood. Er is een dansende vogel soort man die ik leuk en speels vind. Diem doet mij aan Herman Brood en Karel Appel denken. Diem doet mij ook denken aan de CoBRA beweging denken. Tot ik dit schilderij van Diem voor het eerst gezien had, was ik zo blij met de emotie en spanning ik in mijn lichaam voelde, en op dat ogenblik was ik erg blij dat Diem schilderijen gemaakt heeft.
Kromme Nederlands is een taal. Het is een aparte taal en geen kromme Nederlands is het zelfde als een andere persoons kromme Nederlands. Kromme Nederlands heeft niet per se te maken met een buitenlandse taal ook al soms lijkt het zo te zijn. Nederlanders die al hun hele leven in Nederland hebben gewoont kunnen ook kromme Nederlands spreken en schrijven. En buitenlandse mensen kunnen soms ook perfect ABNs spreken en schrijven. (Foto Wijk aan Zee zijstraat 2019)
Sometimes hospitals have artwork in the halls of the hospital, but most times there is a minimium of art in hospitals. That is because hospitals are not museums. In hospitals the majority of the patients in the sick beds are sick and are sleeping in the beds, and the majority of the patients sleep 3/4 of the 24 hours. The patients are not into looking at artwork in many cases, instead they want walls and corridors that are non-emotional – the opposite of the artworks from Lucebert for example. His artworks are a blast of emotion, and that is exactly what patients and visitors of patients do not want to be confronted with when visiting middle sized hospitals.
Both change and transition are qualities that a lot of human beings have a very hard time with. Often a physical change can be helpful on some levels but not on other levels. And transition is a period that is like an impasse between two change states: the one one has left and the one the one is going to. The impasse state is like an embarking state: it is like one is at the Vancouver International Airport and traveling to the Amsterdam International Airport, Schiphol, the embarkment state is the state when one is on the airplane between two destinations. However, in life things are always a lot more complicated than only traveling from one city to the other city by airplane. Many human beings cannot change, and many human beings do not even ever make the effort to change because it is very uncomfortable to change. Changing an environment is relatively easy to do but to change oneself is something that is very hard. In psychology, there are a number of classical theories that believe that a human being cannot change. I would guess that this theory – that human beings cannot change themselves to be one of the main themes in Western psychology. However often psychological theory of not being able to change oneself is often covered over with hypocrisy. Written on January 18th, 2019. Holland.
As a child going through private school systems mostly, I learnt about ideals and that it is through developing ones own path that leads to happiness. However out of personal experience, find ones goals and focussing on owns own goal is only half to the answer to lifes questions. Life is often a balance of two things: how do the goals of the individual fit into the society in which ones lives? In some instances, the individual can have dreams and aspirations that are not a match with what is available in society. If one is not Howard Hughes, Jackson Pollock or Bobby Fischer one will probably not be able to succeed with only ones goals in a society that has no room for those individual goals. January 18th, 2019. Location: The Netherlands, Europe.
When I was a child I visited my grandparents in a section of the Netherlands called Westfriesland, Noord Holland, the Netherlands. My grandfather owned a house and a piece of land that he took care of. The house on the land was a very nice house and the land was very flat. It was always plowed neatly in straight lines, as that is what all farmers did and still do. Because my last name is van der Pol I get associated with tulips and flowers. It is in my dna. Tulips are the main industry in the province of the North Holland, the Netherlands and when strangers in the Netherlands or outside of the Netherlands have looked into my eyes all they can see is my grandfather and how he sowed tulips in the fields in Westfriesland. When I applied for jobs I got jobs in the tulip industry even though I was never taught anything about tulips – it was automatically assumed that by my heritage I was a tulip expert because it is in my genes, engineered into my brain and a skill untaught by passed down subliemely from grandfather to granddaughter.