I've shown you pictures of my bedstee before, but I'm slowly adding boats to the wall now.
And not just any boats, but boats that have meant something to me in my life!
I have 6 now, and there's more to come.
A week ago I painted the first two, shown below. The first is a Valk, a 6 meter gaff rigged open boat. It was my aunt's when I was 4 or 5 years old, my first sailing experience.
The front sail wasn't really pink, but it is in my picture because my aunt and her girlfriend sailed at 't Roze Fokje (the pink front sail, whatever a front sail is called in English), a sailing school for women, the name obviously referring to the pink triangle.
As you can imagine, with my whole four or five years, I was very dismayed to find out the sails were white, so I rectified the situation 40 years later.
The second is my very own first boat, a present when I was 5 and had learned to swim. It's a very small rubber boat called Marie, silver at the bottom, transparent at the top.
I painted a situation where I was 7 or 8, when I had rowed out on the small lake with the wind at my back and found out the wind was too strong to return. So I swam back, with my teddy bear in the boat.
Next up is my first sailing boat, my birthday present when I was 6. We didn't have a lot of money, so my mum has spent a lot of time secretly turning an old battered optimist to a pretty one.
Luckily, she had fallen in love with a sail maker, who made me my very own pink sail to make up for the stupid white ones at 't Roze Fokje!
