Artist Roelof Koobs is sober. He reaches the age of 80, but also knows that life is finite. He wants to live smaller and sells part of his collection of paintings. And thereby also says goodbye to his second nature.
If you say painting, the fingers of Koobs are already itching. “But you turn 80 and think about the future,” he says about the motives for selling his works.
Koobs is in the business premises of Slump-Fictory at ‘t Haagje in Hoogeveen. He brought 115 canvases. He has a lot more there, although he does not want to take everything off at once. “Yes, I want to keep some. Because I like them so much. And then I hold them.”
His greatest love is a simulated winter landscape near Echten. He does not just get rid of the copy. However, a misunderstanding is that the painting works of Koobs are only direct hits. He sometimes threw away a cloth. “Or I painted something new over it.”
The artworks of Koobs are also in the shop window tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. It is not a definitive farewell to painter and autodidact KOOBS. Occasionally he grabs his brush. “I keep doing the smaller work.”