Normally, this is where we would reminisce over the highlights of the past year. But, yeah. 2020. Wooo.

We have yet to be convinced this year didn’t propel us into an alternative universe where we’re living the slightly more subdued lives of our mirror-selves, and here’s hoping when the clock strikes midnight on the 31st, things will snap back into place.

But if they don’t, let’s take some pointers from the man who invented Christmas ~ because he knew how to make a comeback. You can do it, we can do it. I believe in us.

As for now, we can not make it more better, but we can just simply make it more. And our gift to you are special collections in which one can find artworks specifically worthy of the depth of ones pockets, making it easier to find the art that’s just right for you. You can find them here, here, here and here, and there’s a big selection in this newsletter waiting for you.

It’s a tale about art, animals, love, redemption, modern solitude, eloquence, fire, souflé, identity politics & thwart.

Get ready for the long scroll.

Remembs when before we knew anything about anything and launched this new slogan.

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This tree is smaller than a postcard.

Like a monolith in the desert.

There is something deliciously ominous about Sjoerd’s series of burning playgrounds. It kind of reminds me of that time my mother caught my brother lighting matches at the playground across from our house and it could’ve ended like this but it didn’t. She then made him light all the matches in the box one by one in the kitchen sink while he was crying.

Keep beating that chest baby, we’re not there yet.

This looks like the cover of a Russian spy novel in which a secret agent goes undercover as a scaffolder and you think, how would that even work but see that’s the thing, because many unexpected things can happen in construction it’s a good cover-up when people meet their unfortunate premature ending under suspicious circumstances ~ and then set in like a Bauhaus rave scene.

See Josje’s profile for more lovely watercolours of paws, rocks & floofs.

In 2020, you take your pleasures where you can find them. Such as the joy established by adding heating to the Patty Morgan office bathroom. It’s a privilege to have warm buttocks while relieving ourselves.

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This is a small study for a bigger painting Erica made, and you can find some of her “finished” works on her profile as well, but there’s something about this particular image that keeps drawing me in. Maybe it’s the wide-eyed look on this person’s face that makes it feel like they want something from me but I can’t quite figure out what and it bugs me. Or maybe it’s the apple crop top. Either way, it’s very good.

Our favourite kind of puff love.

VERY RARE LIZARD PUNK PAINTING

Intriguing portrait of my Christmas dinner.

When Tupac appeared in our window because the world needed him.

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Here Sibylle twists the perception of a tiny thing so precious as a mineral rock and blows it up to a whopping format. It’s like looking both far into the earth and into the depths of the universe at the same time.

We love Cian-Yu’s painting because it always looks like she captured an elusive dream with colourful brush strokes that only come into being because you’re looking at it and you shouldn’t look away because then it will disappear again.

Carmen saw the world panic about their beach bodies and one upped all of us with a jungle body. Congratuwelldone.

Rens also has some fantastic new paintings online but we were captured by this nightmarish drawing of a giant spider snacking on a naked lady, and we couldn’t help but wonder, why are these men’s hats so tall?

Please don’t buy this painting because I want to buy this painting, thank you.

This year we welcomed a lot of new faces to the team and we’re ever so delighted. S/O to Brandon, Eline, Sophie, Jean-Michel & Anika! And yes, we make everyone at the office wear a shade of purple at all times. It is the colour of everything we wish to have more of in our lives, namely magic, mystery, majesty & menopausal moms.

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Yes. This looks like a map of the town you grew up in as a child, where on returning home for the holidays you find most everything has changed so it’s hard to recognize. Not in a bad way, just unfamiliar. The only thing that hasn’t changed is your parents’ house and even your pink haired pony still lives in the front yard. It is a sweet town after all.

Cyrill constructs his works through a technique of layering, which has proven highly effective in this particular perspective that seems to linger between the pictorial and the opaque. The typical cyan blue feels like the ocean and the very many blobs must certainly be jellyfish, but still, we can’t be sure.

Anne never disappoints. Just look at those socks.

During his residency at Het HEM Steven made four triptychs and this is one of them. It’s quite remarkable actually, and we kind of just love it. Here’s what Steven’s says about it: “This is a window into whatever you want it to be, but is actually a reflection on mankind vs technology and a little bit about the universe. It can be closed, half open or fully exposed. Many different views on reality or maybe not.”

Paul is like a time-travelling archeologist of the future. I hear most of you thinking “Who’s the maverick with the bullet head and what is he trying to tell us?” ~ but get this, your great-great-grandchildren already know.

Someday we will look back at the anderhalvemetersamenleving and think, how was cuddling outlawed? That’s so deprived. And we will be relieved that we again live in a society where touching each others skin suits is encouraged.

Because 2020 will be over soon.

Merry Christmas.

I love you,

Patty