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Painting Crying rose

55 x 70 cm

Article code: P001

Painting Crying rose

Crying rose

Sometimes you come across an image that sticks in your mind and won't go away. Fortunately I usually carry a little camera with me, so I can record those images.

Last year I walked along the Oudezijds Voorburgwal in the direction of the brokerage bridge (makelaarsbrug). Right in front of it stands a tree. I immediately spotted a rose at the foot of the tree. The remaining litter showed that the refuse collection had just taken place. The rose had remained, with the stem stuck halfway into the dirt, the corolla towards the street side. At a short distance lied one of the petals of the rose. Although the image affected me, at that moment I found my shopping more important. Oh, how stupid can one be. Luckily half an hour later nothing had changed.

I kneeled down to take a closer look at the rose. It was still quite magnificent, hardly wilted.
Awaywego, take pictures with the iPhone. While I was taking pictures I discovered there was more potential to it than just a rose in the dirt. The little bridge in the background! I dare say that romance is not in my nature. But once I got home and sat behind my computer I got even more enthousiastic. What a brilliant romantic, tragic image.

The meaning of the scene was clear: the rose, symbol of love, left behind with the rubbish.
It had just rained, the rose cries. "Why did my beloved leave me, with the litter? I still look beautiful, don't I get a second chance?" And the little bridge that contrasts sharply with the darkness in the foreground. Hopefully the lover will cross that bridge to pick up the rose in the end. The bridge of hope.

Subsequently there was the challenge of turning the scene into a beautiful painting, in the style I've been using for a couple of years. (abstrealism) In this case I used various forms of realism and abstract. From very realistic ( the rose and the leaves) to a kind of pop-art (can and core), to semi-abstract (the tree) and squares ( the background). The green glitter paint on the tree stands for the wet spots of the rain; it makes the big blue surface more vivid, otherwise it would be slightly too static.

Before I started I wondered if all those different styles together would work out. But to my mind they did; a dynamic still life with a universal meaning.

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