Yearly self-portrait and bits and pieces. 2021

Acrylic on paper. 2021. J.Harms.

A collection of trees and greens,

My face,

That’s all folks (for now).

Chard and onions. 2020

Acrylic on paper. 48x63cm.

My friend Irène has a glorious garden,

I painted it once in the past,

It keeps on giving though.

Promenade digestive. 2020

Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm

Butter chicken for lunch,

A digestive stroll in the Parc des Buttes-Chaumont in Paris,

Sunday with sis.

On the road. 2020

Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm.

When traffic comes to a stop,

I take a picture,

Going on a job,

a week or so before confinement.

Jardin privé. 2020

Jardin privé. 2020. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm.

These are unusual times.

The weather is warming,

the sun is shining,

birds are singing,

but we are all confined indoors

to prevent a virus from circulating.

In French, « Jardin privé » which literally means « Private garden » , can also mean « deprived of garden » in a more poetic sense : « de jardin privé… »

Attention aux cactus. 2018

Attention aux cactus. 2018. J.Harms. 81×100 cm. Acrylic on canvas.

I was contacted a couple weeks ago by an artist whom I exhibited with last year. She is currently organizing a show in a Parisian gallery and has kindly asked me to participate. The theme for the show is “tropical dream” . Having never been to the Islands, And having absolutely no paintings resembling the theme, I decided to roam the Jardin d’Auteuil in Paris. Those of you that watch the tennis will know that Roland Garros’ courts are right across the street from those extraordinary greenhouses. The main one, resembling a little crystal palace, was closed for maintenance. It held the palm trees which I intended to paint at first. Walking around the gardens to the other smaller greenhouses, I came across the one housing the cacti. Beware of the cacti.

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