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Crack it Open

For years I have been writing, reciting and singing poems, poetic texts and songs in Dutch, English and French. Just like that or for special occasions.


First for myself. In trainings and workshops. For family, friends. Then for friends of friends, people I don't know. I gave myself fully every time, but something inside me remained careful, probing: can I do this? Is this allowed? Am I ...? I reached out and got support, I heard what was good and what could be improved, I let myself be guided to people who helped me further and gave me courage where I got stuck.

Gradually it dawned on me. It's allowed. It's possible. I am. So STI.LL was born.

STI.LL stands for silence. Still life. STI(en). Listening. Life and Love. Or maybe also for Long Legs 😉 

Whatever the case may be, I like to write lyrics to reflect on and music to listen to, like little lights in the dark where and when it's needed.

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Beginning of March 2021 I launched a warm call to support STI.LL and thus touch more people with my lyrics and music - a mix of songs in Dutch, French and English, laced with poetry.

Because to make this album I need the help of professional musicians. In these difficult times for the cultural sector, I want to be able to compensate the musicians I work with.

The crowdfunding campaign was a huge succes. I am immensely grateful for all the support I received. Financially and also the moral support and encouragement. Many thanks in advance from the bottom of my heart!

Even if

Even if I was all alone,
even if you couldn’t hear me
or didn’t give a damn,
I would sing.
I would sing a song of praise
for you and your spirit.
I would let every sound
soak in a bath of truth
and kiss it so abundantly
that you would feel its warm embrace
from afar. E-ve-ry Sound.
I would whisper to you like a river,
a free flowing mirror asking you 
to fall in love with yourself
all over again,
I would speak to you like a tree,
a force of nature, urging you
to stop destroying and start enjoying
the tender, feeling, fierce and frivolous wonder 
of bones, tissue and thoughts that you are.
I would reach out to you like fire,
bright and wild, fearlessly
bringing light to the shadows
you’re so desperately trying to hide.
I would tell you about 
the heartbreak of loss, 
of separation,
of empty chairs.
And then I would start laughing
laughing, laughing, 
until you get the joke,
and feel as relieved as I do:
you and me, we are not alone.
We are one.

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