Kunstenaar

Arjan Winkelaar

Arjan Winkelaar

Nederland

Autodidactische kunstenaar, altijd op zoek naar nieuwe manieren om de wereld van het magisch bewustzijn te verbeelden in tekeningen. Stripachtige figuren die leven in de driedimensionale platte vlakken van het papier, waarbij de natuur een grote rol speelt.

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What kind of animal are you

Arjan Winkelaar

Some flowers heard the angels cry

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Some flowers grow lanterns to cast shadows as the angels

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The woods are alive with the smell of his second coming

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All the leaves are brown, dreaming

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Eye of all-seeing

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In the heart of the wood and what I found there

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The essential form for legends is enough to create this shape

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Entrance to the sky, respite for the cast aside

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Things unseen somethings grace the corner of my room

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The sacrificial universe

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Unboxing nature

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To come to pass, to become

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My name is nearly all that is left

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Irregular forms of a survival lounge

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I gave up living by numbers

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Change on such a large scale that people get upset by the question of language

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The devil is in the details

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Me, her husband

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Men looking at woman looking at man

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Silence, awoken from eternal slumber

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By working the soil we cultivate the sky

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Future reference of an evolving biomass

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A sporting life

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A white mans burden of not giving a damn about the elephant in the room

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A monotonous entanglement from Lucifer before sunrise

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The cold presence of night grows flowers in our head

Arjan Winkelaar

When a dog barks in the dark the night shifts

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