Lucy Steen van der Schuit

I am painting on an eight-sided, heavy peace of wood of 30cm high with Danseuses. On the background our exciting adventure before the Mont Saint Michel. I placed the piece of wood on a turning bonsai-table. The dancing girls: lightfooted but firmly with their feet on the ground. 

Yesterday I made a poem about the first kiss which was considered a shame. The nons put bandages on Peters and my mouth. We were only 4 years old.