Verbloei

The Bride and Her Things

The Love of the Self

A Bird and a Flower Allowed Her to Grow

Dreaming of Marseille

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

Een broodje pindakaas aan zee