1990, Glass House, Oil on paper, 42cm*56cm,

Way up in the mountains, on a road to a lake, stands a small glass cottage. Behind a glass wall, one sees an old coach. At
the entrance of the cottage is a small one-legged table with a smooth, round table top on which an umbrella hangs. So far
with reality objects. All the other things come from a wild dream world in which little orange colored dwarfs frolic about.
A world, as so often in dreams, which is difficult to describe.