Why Nature has a dimension of temporality, in other words transience, we do not know.  We can think of an individual life span as being contained and measured out in an hour glass.


Each one of us is assigned a personal hour glass, more or less filled with sand.  No one is consulted at the moment of assignment.  No one can stop the sand of his life span trickling away.


Stone upon stone,
hour upon hour,
day upon day.

'World time' could also be meant in these paintings.  As through an hour glass, the centuries, millennia, billennia fall upon an accumulated heap of lived-through time, of past cosmic history.



Man is privy to only the most minuscule part of it all, because he did not yet exist.

Time elapsing
(1995) 70 x 60 cm* 
At the fountain of time
(2000) 60 x 60 cm*
  Allotted time
(2000) 60 x 60 cm*


The cosmologists say that time originated with the big bang.

That would mean that time had a beginning.  Time is thus finite.  It can be used up.  It will end at some point.

Accordingly, beyond time 'there are' conditions of timelessness.

The volcano face
(1968) 50 x 40 cm
      Two gates
(1993) 50 x 40 cm

  The first and the last gate
(2000) 80 x 110 cm*
The last gate
(1999) 60 x 50 cm

Through the white gate
(1998) 100 x 80 cm*
  End and beginning
(1994) 80 x 110 cm*

We have a more sensual response to the changing seasons.

Tree of seasons

(2006) 19,5 x 14 cm




(1993) 10,5 x 15 cm*

(1993) 10,5 x 15 cm*


(1993) 10,5 x 15 cm*

(1993) 10,5 x 15 cm*


One morning

(1993) 17,5 x 13 cm

The seasons of the year
(1996) 40 x 40 cm

One evening
(1993) 17,5 x 13 cm


A cycle of time
(1995) 55 x 69 cm*

  In the river of time
(1997) 60 x 85 cm
  Autumn bird
(1997) 60 x 85 cm
  In expectation
(2004) 80 x 110 cm

Fleeting memory
(2000) 30 x 24 cm
Flowing memory
(2000) 30 x 24 cm