n this painting I let our other cat Tim go. He was the cat of my mother, after her death he stayed with us for a short time. Unfortunately he became very ill, we did really a lot to cure him but in the end death won. He was a fine cat.
lways when I am in Barcelona for a long time, at a certain point I really miss my cats, who stay in Amsterdam. Our cats are too old to travel. And cats have normally a stronger relation with there home than with people. So I painted myself and my best friend cat Krak. The painting became exactly what I wanted.