The absence of religion in my childhood was filled with the mystic experiences in front of the large canvasses by Newman and De Kooning. Growing up withinwalking distance, the Stedelijk Museum was part of my formative years as an artist. As an 18 year old I assisted Keith Haring for his solo show in this building. One year earlier I painted my own name (graffiti) on the red stones of the facade. An approach disguised as rebellion?