Barend van Hoek

Gramps, dad, me: 3 generations in art, there was not escape. As gramps devoted himself to the religious thematics of his time, and dad religiously worshipped the female form in his sculptures I too indulge in veneration whilst ( self- ) observing with a wink ;).
Also the not-knowing nor understanding, and staying in that state is of great importance, Stories are inevitable, and the best ones are those without conclusion at the end but a new question.
My drawings are a snapshot in such a story, without a visible past or future, but all the space the world to go on.