Oil on canvas
140 x 300 cm
When my mother was alive I never painted flowers for her. After her death, in 2007, I tried to paint the flowers on her grave. I wanted to paint a portrait of her without painting her. I was trying to paint something that had no end.
The title comes from an Afrikaans poem by Elizabeth Eybers, in which the word “einder" suggests both “the end”, and a horizon one cannot reach.