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You can compete in the stArt Award by making a minimum of five illustrations for BoekieBoekie #97: Alice in Wonderland.
WHO?
For art academy students and debutants illustrators* *If you graduated before 1 August 2010, then you are no longer a debutant according to the rules, and cannot participate.
BoekieBoekie wants: upcoming drawing talent. Reward: € 750 and... a place of honor in BoekieBoekie.
BoekieBoekie presents the tenth edition of the stArt Award: the illustration award for debutants.
The 10th edition of the stArt Award is being organised in multiple countries. Each country has its own edition. Twenty nominees from each country will have a chance to be included in the international top-10.
WHAT?
A place of honour in BoekieBoekie and a check for: Grand prize 2nd prize 3rd prize
€ 750
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250
€ 150
Audience award & children’s jury € 100
The work of the country winners and the (inter)national nominees will be published in BoekieBoekie- #97: Alice in Wonderland.
WHEN?
You can submit your work until February 1st 2015.
WHERE?
M arch 21st: Presentation in Museum Of The Image (MOTI), Breda, Netherlands M arch 29th – April 3rd: Presentation at the International Children’s Book Fair Bologna, Italy
DO IT!
Sign up* via the webshop at boekie-boekie.nl/winkel. Registration fee: € 7,50 (members) € 22,50 (non-members) € 195 (group max. 20 people) The stArt Award-competition package consists of: A lice in Wonderland pdf with poems to illustrate and inspiring and practical tips. T wo issues of the BoekieBoekie- magazine: • #94 Pietje Bell: stArt Award-edition 2014 (after registration) • #97 Alice in Wonderland: stArt Award-edition 2015 (April 2015)
*Early-bird discount until December 31st 2014!
Submit your illustrations before February 1st
2015 by boekieboekie.wetransfer.com.
Deliver your work as jpeg and follow
the submission guidelines.
The name of every jpeg
must include the following: • First- and last name; • Title poem; • Is the work a scan or digitally made; • Abbreviation of the academy and country; • Sequence number (where multiple images)
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Send a recent passport photo of yourself in
high resolution (2 MB). Give this jpeg your first- and last name and the abbreviation of your academy.
Send in digital format:
1 full-page illustration 4 spot illustrations hand-written title
for a poem black/white sketch for an illustration recente passport photo
What will happen to your work?
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View and admire the work of the stArt Award-winners on boekie-boekie.nl, and in the BoekieBoekie-publications.
The work of the ten (inter)national nominees will be: •p ublished in BoekieBoekie – magazine #97: Alice in Wonderland •p resented at the International Children’s bookfair in Bologna (Italy). •p ublished in the digital publications of BoekieBoekie and promoted via social media. •p ublished on the site boekie-boekie.nl/aliceinwonderland
General information Dates 2015 February 1st closing date February 15th nominees presented on Facebook February 15th – March 1st v oting on Facebook for the Audiance Award st March 21 P resentation in Museum Of The Image (MOTI), Breda, Netherlands March 29th – April 3rd P resentation at the International Children’s Book Fair Bologna, Italy Selection criteria What the jury will consider: • Are the illustrations made for the readers of BoekieBoekie: children from 8 to 13 years old. • Do the illustration and the text fit together and strengthen each other. • Is the work accessible, contemporary, and recognizable for children. • Does the illustrator have their own style/ hand-writing and style of visual language • Note: if you graduated before August 1st 2010, then you are no longer a debutant illustrator, according to the rules, and may not participate.
Note • If you illustration runs through the text, please take legibility into account. • If your illustration fills the page, or runs to the border, give your illustration a 5mm border. This will be cut-off after printing.
Size • single page: 285 x 210 mm (portrait) • double page (spread): 285 x 420 mm (landscape)
Don’ts... and do’s!
Illustrations Wendy Panders
Do: light colours under a text
Morbi leo risus, porta ac consectetur ac, vestibulum at eros. Donec id elit non mi porta gravida at eget metus. Donec id elit non mi porta gravida at eget metus. Donec ullamcorper nulla non metus auctor fringilla. Sed posuere consectetur est at lobortis. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nulla vitae elit libero, a pharetra augue. Curabitur blandit tempus porttitor. Aenean eu leo quam. Pellentesque ornare sem lacinia quam venenatis vestibulum.
Do: small free-standing illustrations
Don’t: small full-background illustrations
Morbi leo risus, porta ac consectetur ac, vestibulum at eros. Donec id elit non mi porta gravida at eget metus. Donec id elit non mi porta gravida at eget metus. Donec ullamcorper nulla non metus auctor fringilla. Sed posuere consectetur est at lobortis. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nulla vitae elit libero, a pharetra augue. Curabitur blandit tempus porttitor. Aenean eu leo quam. Pellentesque ornare sem lacinia quam venenatis vestibulum.
Do: Personal style and hand-written letters and titles: fits with BoekieBoekie. Don’t: Illegible text
Don’t: a standard or stock image
And now for the assignments... NOTE: Do not forget to register* for the stArt Award: boekie-boekie.nl/winkel *Early-bird discount until December 31st 2014!
Flyleaf assignm e nt
Draw o ne or m ore of t charact he ers in A li ce in Wo withou nderland t backg round s as a spo c e ne, t illustr ation fo magazi r the ne’s fly leaves. flyleave T h e s will s howcas work b e the y the n ominee s.
Remarkable meetings in Wonderland
Alice I’m Alice, I love daydreaming and listening
the Cheshire Cat. Sometimes he suddenly
to stories. Sometimes I disappear into an
appeared in front of me as a huge grin. I had
adventure and then I no longer know who
often seen a cat without a grin, but never a
I am and what’s true or what isn’t. Once I
grin without a cat.
was in Wonderland, where I met the most remarkable characters.
Queen of Hearts Almost everyone was afraid of the Queen of
I can go back whenever I want. And if you
Hearts. And whoever got in her way or didn’t
come with me, I’ll tell you who’s who.
do what she said, was beheaded. I was very close to having my own head chopped off.
White Rabbit Without the White Rabbit I would never have
Different was normal
ended up in Wonderland. Wherever I was, he
In Wonderland everything was different. I
was there. It was as if he stopped time for a
talked to animals as if it was normal. For
new adventure. And before the story ended,
instance, a caterpillar gave me advice, and
he’d be gone.
a pigeon told me I was a snake. I also saw a peppered pig, or was it a baby? And I met
The Mad Hatter
a mock turtle, who was an extremely good
The Mad Hatter celebrated his unbirthday.
storyteller.
That was a mad tea party. There were more cakes and teacups than
Actually, it’s impossible to introduce
guests.
everyone. I think you had better just read the book.
Cheshire Cat
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Then you’ll know who’s who and you’ll
In Wonderland I saw an enormous grin
experience the most wonderful adventures,
between the leaves of a tree. It belonged to
just like I did.
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Remarkable meetings in Wonderland
Chapter 6
Who’s who
Piglet and Bouillon
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Chapter 7
A never-ending story
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Prolog
Chapter 8
Alice Game
The Queen’s Croquet
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The Rabbit Hole Rap
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Chapter 9
Chapter 2
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The Pool of Tears
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Chapter 10
Chapter 3
Lobsterdance
A story that starts and ends in tears
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Chapter 11
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With Alice in Wonderland
It was a summer afternoon. BoekieBoekie sat on the shore.
The most fantastic thing was the croquet game. There was
We were bored. Someone had brought the wrong books.
a hedgehog for a ball, which you had to hit with a flamingo.
“Boring,” said somebody.
We played along.
“I wish there were pictures,” said somebody else.
But one of us didn’t understand the rules, or was it cheating?
“And I wish there was dialogue.”
“You shouldn’t have done that,” whispered Alice.
“There goes a rabbit...”
Too late. The Queen of Hearts burst out in rage.
Which wasn’t so remarkable, there were rabbit
“Off with his head!” Her voice bellowed. “Off with her head!”
droppings everywhere.
Nobody was spared. Soldiers took us prisoner.
But this rabbit was different, he was wearing clothes, and crying “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!”
When we were called upon to defend ourselves in court,
He looked at his pocket watch and ran away.
Alice was there too.
We looked at each other in surprise. Was this real,
“First the sentence, then the verdict!” shouted the Queen.
or were we suffering from sunstroke?
“Stuff and nonsense,” said Alice loudly.
Just then a girl walked past. She had long blond curls.
None of us moved, or dared to speak, but when our eyes met,
“That’s Alice!”
we thought the same thing; we longed for the shore, for pen
“You mean Alice of Wonderland?”
and paper, writing and drawing.
“Yes, quickly, follow her.”
“Which one of you wants to begin?” asked a member of the jury.
We ran and jumped – hop – into the rabbit hole
“I do!” cried a poet. “With a game of Alice.”
without thinking. We fell, like Alice, straight down, it felt endless.
And so began the adventures of BoekieBoekie
Amazing adventures flew past.
with Alice in Wonderland.
Who would have thought that one might converse with a caterpillar, a duck, a mouse, and a lobster among others?
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gaat het horloge lopen. Welkom in Verbazistan: je droomt met ogen open! Level 1: Dwars door de aarde heen Duik in het konijnenhol en val en val en val... Jampotten staan overal. Neem een lik en zet ze weer ergens op een kastplank neer.
Alice Game Level 2: Een zelfgehuilde zee In je eigen zoute tranen zwem je rondjes met een Muis. Wees voorzichtig met verhalen over thuis (je hond, je kat), voor het verkeerd wordt opgevat. Level 3: Droog door eigen energie Zo nat als wat, wat doe je dan? Een droog relaas (je gaapt ervan)? ‘Nee,’ zegt de Dodo wijs. ‘Hup, rennen maar zo hard je kan, een wedstrijd, altijd prijs!’
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Level 9: Wat zij als schoolvak kregen
Alles wat je eet of drinkt
De Schildpad zegt: ‘Niks was toen nog nep. Ook ik
maakt dat je meters groeit of krimpt.
was echt. En het was altijd eb. Strand- en wierkunde,
Je laat je om een boodschap sturen,
hengels, viskunde leerden wij van onze meester op
neemt op de gok een hap, een slok
onderwaterschool De Zeester.’
en zit dan klem tussen vier muren. Level 10: Heb je ooit zo’n dans gezien? Level 5: Hoe lang wil jij je lijf?
Dans voor de grap eens met een krab.
Misverstand na misverstand:
Buig en draai, zwier en zwaai,
hij wil je maar niet snappen,
ene twee, ene twee.
die lijp met zijn waterpijp.
Zwiep je partner ver in zee,
Maar dan leert hij je happen
vis haar weer op, en hoplakee!
van de ene en de andere kant. Level 11: Opeens groei je vanzelf Level 6: Een blèrbig krijgt de fles
Wablief? Hartenboer een taartjesdief?
Niemand eet de peperhete
Het Witte Konijn leest de aanklacht voor
soep. Servies vliegt om je oren,
en dan begint het kruisverhoor.
het gekrijs is niet om aan te horen.
Eerst getuigen alle anderen,
Ontwijk de pannen en de borden
terwijl jij je voelt veranderen...
tot het kind een varken is geworden. Level 12 gehaald? Zet het ze betaald Level 7: Voorgoed op de thee gebleven
Waarover maak je je toch druk?
Hoor de Zevenslaper snurken:
Speelkaarten zijn het, stuk voor stuk!
‘De Hoedenmaker en de Haas
Die maffe kudde kan het wel schudden.
zitten al sinds maart helaas
Sleep alle kaarten naar het doosje;
thee te leuten, thee te lurken.
je score staat op het horloge.
Blijf hier niet je tijd verteuten...’ Level 8: Alle spelers in Haar macht
Tip
Een Koningin krijgt altijd haar zin.
Er is nog een game van Alice:
Met flamingo’s egels raken
Spiegelland (waar schaken geen spel is).
moet een goede indruk maken. Ongehoorzaam? Dan voor straf iedereen z’n kop eraf!
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The Rabbit Hole Rap [Couplet 1] One morning in May on a warm and windless day We’re dreaming by the stream and here is what I mean to say: My sister’s got a book without conversations She sits and reads it for long durations. But why look in a book without pictures to see? I say, sister, I’m bored, come on and play with me. Want to make a daisy chain? You’ve got daisies on the brain. But I’m nobody’s daisy, and I’m tired of the strain Of looking neat and pretty, cause it’s driving me insane. So when I see that rabbit with a watch in its pocket I say, Alice, get up, and I take off like a rocket! [Hook] My name is Alice and I’m feeling kind of rotten Cause I’m falling down a hole and I’ll soon reach bottom. That idiotic rabbit really had me deceived, Now I’m bound to hit ground – and it’s got me peeved.
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[Couplet 2] I brush by bushes as I dive to my doom I slide down the sides and I glide through the gloom The walls are decorated with maps and pictures Of pirates and planets and exotic creatures. Will I fall straight through to the isle of Java? Meet antelopes? Or get stuck in lava? I’m falling so fast that my ears are ringing, The mice are flying and the owls are twinkling. Will it take another hour? Or maybe even more? Will my adventure turn sour when I hit the floor? [Hook] My name is Alice and I’m feeling kind of rotten Cause I’m falling down a hole and I’ll soon reach bottom. That idiotic rabbit really had me deceived, Now I’m bound to hit ground –
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A story that starts and ends in tears I swam round as a mouse in a sea of tears with a human, it’s strange but true. All dripping wet we climbed up on the shore and wondered whatever to do: a dodo, a duck and a deer, an eaglet, a shrew and a boar. I doubt that a mouse has ever had an adventure that’s quite so queer. Our teeth were chattering, it was terribly cold, and I almost started to cry. Without towels, I was sure we’d catch our death. However would we get dry? I began to recite the driest thing of all the dry things I’d heard yet. But as dry as it was, we shivered no less, and remained quite decidedly wet. The dodo decided a caucus race would have us all dry in a trice. The meaning of caucus was lost to us all, but a run would be warming and nice. He chalked out a circle right there on the floor and we set off behind at a trot. We ran and we ran and then ran some more, until the dodo commanded us, “Stop!” “So who is the winner?” enquired the shrew. And the dodo replied, “Everyone.” Alice had sweeties and passed them along, though sadly she had one sweet too few. Alice then asked me to tell her a tale, so she will have won something too. I admitted at once that my tale, though long, was also quite terribly sad.
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“Your tail is long” she replied in surprise, “But doesn’t look sad, not to me.” Then I told her my story with heartbreaking sighs and tears of sorrowful grief.
“Once in a house, that was warm
and so nice there lived an
entire family of mice,
my father and mother
my sisters and brothers
and dozens of cousins and friends
and so on.
Alas, in
that house there was
also a cat a hunter and terror, who soon became
fat. She caught all the mice and
and only left, sob, sob, sob, me”.
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op haar tenen sluipt ze de trap op, pakt de spullen,
in de mooie werelden ziet ze nu niks,
ze groeit en groeit in de kamer vast,
alsof een draaikolk omgekeerd is en zij erin zit,
zo groot dat ze nooit meer kan leren
er een soort van hoed over haar heen is gegooid
het huis dat haar niet meer past.
drinkt uit een flesje en wil groot zijn
en ze loopt in een kring van ruisende bomen dan het konijn, het Witte Konijn dat roept:
ik scheur bijna uit mijn kleren
‘Mary Ann, haal mijn handschoenen en waaier. Nu!’
mijn lijf rekt uit, mijn armen en benen,
zijn schattige pootje wijst en ze rent weg ‘SNEL’
ramen gaan kapot
Alice hoort heel zacht in de verte: ‘Mary Ann, snel!’
‘MONSTER!!!!!’ au stenen, o cakes, ik moet iets eten natuurlijk om te krimp krimp krimpen krimpen
het is niet leuk om verdwaald te zijn hij had me het adres wel even kunnen geven en waarom loopt hij zelf eigenlijk niet?
ze loopt snel de trap af en ziet een
tuurlijk, hij is een heer en hij denkt zeker
aandachtig konijn dat zijn hulpjes stenen
dat ik zijn ‘keurige heer’-dienstmeisje ben.
ziet gooien
hij lijkt net een nette zielenpiet.
en rent weer terug het bos in
plots een moestuin met bordjes met plantnamen,
W. Konijn,
een buiten-wc die ruikt naar territorium,
je zoekt hem
een theehuisje en een lief rood wit zwart huis
en je moet er weer
met schoppen, ruiten en klaver ramen
voor vluchten
de omtrek is met kleur
dat is eigenlijk best gek
en op de worteldeur staat W. Konijn Merel Schnitker (9 jaar)
waarom heeft het konijn zo veel haast?
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that nothing is quite what it seems. That’s something you ought to get into your head. It’s what you can learn from your dreams.
Just take a look at my shoulder:
a wing’s hidden here under the skin.
This caterpillar might not grow older,
but the butterfly’s yet to begin.
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Alice vindt in hoofdstuk 6 per toeval het adres van de Hertogin. Een koddig klein kasteel staat midden in het woud van Wonderland. De voordeur zit er aan de achterkant.
Een kikker pakt iets aan van een lopende vis. Een brief die van de Koningin afkomstig is. ‘Hé?’ vraagt de kikkerlakei, – hij draagt een sjiek livrei – ‘Wat denk jij, zijn buiten en binnen even dichtbij?’
De vis zwaait en gaat, de vraag is hij vergeten. Waarom zou een knecht zoiets willen weten? Dat hangt toch af van het soort deur? denkt Alice
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In de keuken bestrooit de kokkin juist de bouillon, peperpoeder duizeldwarrelt in een straaltje zon. Niezen! Niet normaal! De baby het hardst van allemaal. De Hertogin wiegt het krijsend kind heen en weer terug.
Ze slaat het jong daarbij luid zingend op zijn rug. De kokkin hengst een schuimspaan tegen de pan aan, het is een slaapliedje voor het brullend’ babietje. ‘Vang ’m maar, als je het beter weet...’ Dan werpt de Hertogin
het kind naar onze heldin en stiefelt weg, de gang in. ‘Tijd voor croquet bij de Koningin!’ Alice neemt de baby mee, ze heeft weinig keus. Maar wat groeit daar? Is dat een varkensneus?
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‘Met zwijnen heb ik niets te maken.’ Ze zet hem op de been. ‘Je weet wat ik daarvan vind...’ En huppelend gaat hij heen. De Kolderkat leunt lekker loom boven in de boom. ‘Welke kant?’ vraagt Alice hem met lichte schroom.
Die klauwen, die bek, straks gaat hij miauwen, die gek. ‘Waar wil je heen? Dat is de vraag.’ De kat kijkt lui omlaag. ‘Nou, als het even kan geen idioten meer vandaag!’ ‘Prrrima,’ klinkt het kittig als hij langzaamaan verdwijnt.
‘Stop!’ roept Alice. ‘Ik wil dat u onmiddellijk verschijnt!’ Slechts zijn grijns is in het gebladerte blijven kleven. Van de Kolderkat is verder niets achtergebleven. Ik ga er ook vandoor, denkt Alice, tot ziens in hoofdstuk 7. Biance Boer
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I am a lady of dignity Adorned with English embroidery, Starched I am, too, and white as milk, And made by hand from Chinese silk, I sigh like the waves in the Taiwan Strait. Now hear my fate! Now hear my fate!
Cake crumbs, pie crusts, sloshing tea, Marzipan all over me, Sticky circles of lemonade, Splatters of porpoise marinade, Plus the oil of one sardine— Could somebody please find a washing machine? Oh, what a lack of style and grace! As if it were a relay race, They leave behind their dirty dishes
To chomp on chops or feast on fishes!
And who’s this snoring, drooling loafer? Some type of rat or mouse or gopher! But when I complain to the Hatter and Hare n’t care!’ tter!’ They say, ‘We do They say, ‘Doesn’t ma
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Chapter 8 The Queen’s Croquet If you can keep your head when all about you others are painting their white hearts red just to hide what might be inside If you can keep your head when all about you the flamingos turn somersaults in the air and the cats grin their way in and out of your company
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If you can keep hold of all the things in the midst of the grim, lunatic chaos when all about you, heads are lost for impertinence for the wrong thing said for nothing at all or everything then what need have you for me? If you can keep your head when all about you others are losing theirs then it is possible you cannot understand the rules of croquet at all. Anica Boulanger-Mashberg 33
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The sky is green, so green it’s almost red. The cloud is teensy-weensy small, so small it’s almost big. You’d think the moon is black, but it’s white. And the sun is still up in the night.
I’m an animal but I’m not. You’d think I’m a who, not a what. But instead I am something that mocks. I am an animal that isn’t, not a turtle, just pretend. How sad am I with the head of a calf, and not a whole tail, but only a half! And look at the paws that I’ve got, all mock. And that’s why I cry, I cry and I gasp, very, very sadly – and all for a laugh.
Wim Hofman Translation: David Colmer
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If the lobsters are dancing is now never yesterday ever up and down – stop and again
If the lobsters are dancing is backward forward locked free you dance – with me
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More Tart, Less Talk I am a tasty little tart and unhappy with my part in the proceedings in this place, because this talking, this talking, this talking’s a disgrace. Who said what and who told a lie.
As a tart, it doesn’t matter to me
I only know I’m getting dry.
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My icing’s getting thinner by the hour
A perfectly illegal pastry
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it’s really just as tasty. Tart is tart. And a bun’s a bun. But sadder than a child who’s dejected, is a pastry that’s neglected. So stop talking everyone. Shut your traps immediately, and only open them to bite on me! Ilse Bos Translation: David Colmer
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Chapter 12
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Gerda De Preter
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Only in my dreams can the sea visit me in my room without drenching my sheets. The window is but small, but when I dream, trees come through, enter inside, and the mountains, and the moon. Only in my dreams do I crawl into a grain of sand and sleep on a traveling cloud.
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I grow to be everywhere and shrink to see how enormous the world is. I walk through my dreams with yesterday in the one hand and tomorrow in the other. ‘So long yesterday, hello tomorrow.’ And if I don’t know where I am I dream so I can wake up in today. Because I live in my dreams and dream in my life.
Rodaan Al Galidi Translation: Cralan Kelder
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Hall of Fame
stArt Award: Winners
? ? 2015
? 2014
2013
2012
2011
Jesse Strikwerda
Lea Vervoort
Steef Wildenbeest
Merel Cremers
CABK/ArteZ, Institute of the Arts, Zwolle
AKV/St. Joost, Breda
CABK/ArteZ, Institute of the Arts, Zwolle
AKV/St-Joost, Den Bosch
2010
2009
2008
2007
2006
Jene Bons
Tinne Driesen
Inge Bogaerts
Jan van Doornspeek
Sünne Walter
CABK/ArteZ, Institute of the Arts, Zwolle
Sint Lucas, University for
Sint Lucas, University for
CABK/ArteZ, Institute of the Arts, Zwolle
Academie MInerva, Groningen
Science & Art, Antwerpen (Belgié)
Science & Art, Gent (Belgié)
