see also Museum Van Alle Tijden

When I close my eyes, I'm quickly inside out. Or reverse, I go inside and fall through the esophagus. I've read that when you are well-chewed food, you will be bubbling in the whirlpool of the stomach within eight seconds. Now that it is so, I surrender. Slip through the sluice. Creep between the villi and become incorporated into the blood. I'll go into the bronchi and further on into the alveoli. I see cell divisions at the most intimate level. Mitosis, when DNA is exchanged and the chromosomes are rearranged. I experience it always again. Once outside, I recognize it everywhere around me. It is life itself. While walking or cutting vegetables for the soup, in the vegetable garden or on the streets. Naturally they come from my hands: the stem cells, nerves, blood vessels, brain waves. They populate my studio. They give me the feeling that I also do matter and as a part of nature itself, be one among all.