“What still counts as nature in this country? A piece of forest the size of a newspaper,” the Dutch poet J.C. Bloem wrote in 1945. And this development – landscapes being turned into parking lots, agriculture into industrial sites – has only kept growing since then. I’ve noticed this around me, and translated it into big, bright paintings depicting small, natural scenes. But the nature in these paintings is aetherialised, idealized, stylized: every work contains just a few brushstrokes, combined with a technique I have made my own, using an air compressor to blow the wet paint away, creating white lines within the painting. In these works, the shapes of the objects on the canvas are just as important as the negative space between them. I leave the canvases open, giving big, almost empty spaces to look at and contemplate. That space, exactly the space that nature around us was once able to give us, lives on in these paintings.