Frederik Foert

My studio is just another place called home.

What I do in one sentence: Bad men do what good men dream.

Why I didn’t get a proper job: Too ugly for showbusiness… I was a blue eyed ten year old when I decided to be an artist – at least I still have the blue eyes.

An artwork I dream of and I would get accomplished if space, time and money were abundant: The perfect Wiener Schnitzel.

Artists, I have on my watch list (and why): Pieter Bruegel the Elder and Olivia W. Seiling, because they are quite good.

I am afraid of looking bad on photographs.

How I want to be buried resp. words I want to be written on my tombstone: “scroll down for more information!”