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A shout out for holidays*!

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I am so sorry for being so quiet these days, peeps.
Things are quiet for a reason however…

 

No, it’s not that I am enjoying yet another holiday…
(although I have spend an awesome time on a Dutch island enjoying a festival… more on that in another post)

 

Nonono, I am actually working my bloody behind of to get ready for the Woonbeurs!

 

holiday urlaub woonbeurs

 

The Woonbeurs is the largest interior design fair in the Netherlands.

Attentive readers will know that I am opening up a shop! Now that I wrapped up the process of writing a businessplan, making up moodboards and having delicious lunches with inspirators, it is time to get things going!

At this moment all the focus will be on finding a good space. For the time being you can check out the one page website just to give you a sneak peek of the feel of the concept and to give you the opportunity to subscribe to the newsletter, so you’ll be the first to hear when Urlaub will open!

Another sneak peek will be carried out at the Woonbeurs. Not only will Urlaub be selling lots of products (hence the hard labour!), you will also find me and some fun colleagues in live action: screenprinting and teaching cool workshops.

 

holiday urlaub woonbeurs

holiday urlaub woonbeurs

 

Now… for the word Urlaub…

 

Urlaub means holiday*!

To me the core of being on holiday is enjoying little things everyday, feeling excited, being open to new experiences.
This is exactly the kind of spirit I encounter in being an illustrator and in working together with other creatives.
And, this is also the feeling I want to transfer to all of you, the Urlaub customers!
You will hear all about it in the near future… (*mysterious music in the background*)

 

For now:

Check the website here. Via the website you can subscribe to our newsletter. Urlaub will inform you about our search for a space and the eventual opening. Fingers crossed for a permanent offline residence!

You can also check Urlaub out on Twitter and Facebook.

Or, just come to The Woonbeurs!

That 17th Hat

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I see more and more Dutch illustrators working on American commissions!
Busy bees, we are…!

Since I started in illustration I have gotten to know the Dutch players quite well (although thankfully I still come across great new stuff every week). One person that stands out in having a delicate soft style as well as personality (at least it seems that way, since she lives quite far away I only had the pleasure of meeting her in the online world) is Marloes de Vries.

A little while ago I bought her first book (story written by Trevor Eissler): That 17t Hat. A cute story of a family on a spontaneous outing together. During this adventure at a hat store, the children get an intriguing taste of far off lands. The youngest learns from the oldest, and the oldest… well, you have to see what happens!

 

Get your copy here: http://marloesdevries.bigcartel.com.

 

(am thinking… does that sound bad? delicate personality? of course i only mean this in the most positive way! like gentle/ kindhearted…)

 

 

 

 

 

(pictures by Marloes de Vries)

Road Trip(ping)

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This road trip is making me feel so inspired. I never thought I would love the US this much!

This calls for the video art of Hans Gremmen:

 

 

 THE MOTHER ROAD
2363 miles, from Chicago (IL) to Los Angeles (CA)

 

Captured from the screen using Google Street View. Duration of the complete movie: 5hrs 11min 49sec. This clip shows the road between miles 1894 and 1931, just outside Kingman (AZ).

Can you believe how amazing this idea is? Hans spent hours and hours making screen images of Google Street View, following cars around… More clips can be viewed here.

 

Artist statement (2010-2011):
Highway 66 is the main migrant road. 66–the long concrete path across the country, waving gently up and down on the map, from the Mississippi to Bakersfield–over the red lands and the gray lands, twisting up into the mountains, crossing the divide and down into the bright and terrible desert, and across the desert to mountains again, and into the rich California valleys.
66 is the path of people in flight, refugees from dust and shrinking land, from the thunder of tractors and shrinking ownership, from the desert’s slow northward invasion, from the twisting winds that howl up out of Texas, from the floods that bring no richness to the land and steal what little richness is there. From all of these the people are in flight, and they come into 66 from tributary side roads, from the wagon tracks and the rutted country roads. 66 is the mother road, the road of flight.