Verbloei

The Bride and Her Things

The Love of the Self

A Bird and a Flower Allowed Her to Grow

Dreaming of Marseille

The 23rd of August

Zoë as Pion

Crossing

As she was waiting

Holding hands, dad

In between the violin, the horse and blood orange there is a field of grass

De tulp, het paard en het meisje

Ain't nobody gonna make jewellery out of me

Tussen schaduw en licht

I used to love the violin

Balancing, a bottle on my head