Stories

When the sea was land, they lived here. They were born and they died. Left ...

Times have changed. As it was, will no longer be. And that which cannot ...

A round eraser from Läufer no 27. For pencil and for ink. Somewhere off centre ...

There is a region in France where rivers ran deep into the land. It was a dangerous ...

A painting hangs on a toilet. On it is a picture of a small bird of prey. A ...

Zanzibar. White sand, a little villa, a turquoise sea. The village uses the beach for sports, ...

When time was young and the first forms emerged, they were already there: bones ...

Sometimes you find something, but you don't know what: small, white circles. You use them as ...

A hand paints blue birds on a bowl. A hand stacks bowls at the bottom of the hold of ...

1900 : In Scheveningen, the 1st inner harbour is dug. The sand is brought into the southern dune area ...

The Bark Beetles: born as larvae between bark and wood, they form pathways while eating until they, ...

Along the edges of the ice lived most of us: the big 4-poters. We ate ...

Sometimes you find them in containers, copper strips with nail holes in them. They turn out to be draught strips, used in ...

Everything that has lived passes into something else. The artefacts I make always exist ...

I have a thing for bones. So does Izak! He lives in Nieu Bethesda in the Karoo (South Africa). ...

Everything moves from shadow to light. This is how life draws its patterns. Sometimes it creates ...

Strange.Twice a piano washes up. First just a frame. A year later ...

Hesitantly, she walks on the white lines. The lines do not run. This is very confusing. ...

Small, white feathers with a black streak. Every summer they lie in large numbers in the ...