Dear Mister Hans Christian Andersen,

I know you must be terribly busy these days, but I just thought you might like to know that in here there is a warm loving place for your "Little Match Girl".

Yours sincerely, Inge Justa.



Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Night brain.

I have a night brain.
It's not practical.


Photo and poem: Inge Justa 2009

In loving memory of my grandpa Opa IJlst who was a member of the Netherlands Reformed Church, but became a Catholic saint once a year.

Drawing: Inge Justa 2007/2009

"Really can't stay long. It's not healty."

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

When the wrong one gets life sentence.

They were warned and now he's done it again.
You fools. You fools.
You were all warned, but looked away.
And now his filth is everywhere.

He should have gotten lifelong solitary confinement
but instead he controls the finances of the church.


Photo and poem: Inge Justa 2009

While taking the family portrait, she could smell the decomposing corpses in front of her.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Be quiet, otherwise I'll tell mam and dad in the morning!

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Even he was horrified by her conceit, when she stood trial for squeezing their three children to death.

Drawing: Inge Justa 2008

Without any grumbling, he was always willing to tidy up someone else's misery.

Drawing: Inge Justa 2007

She's definitely ready to clear the next hurdle!

Drawing: Inge Justa 2007

Oh dear, didn't you notice the mouldy crumbs of placenta in the corner of your mouth, sweet mamma's boy?

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Change of power.

Drawing: Inge Justa 2007

After the colourless suckers had done their soul-destroying job, they left her blank and frozen.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

When she finally told the truth, she was let down.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Solidarity.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Amsterdam, 23 August 1566.

Image: Inge Justa 2009

Without being noticed she tiptoed into oblivion.

Design, drawing: Inge Justa 2007

Preserved foals.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Chaise longue.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Skyscraping.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Diligence.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Parking ton sur ton.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Comforting.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

One must lift the oath of secrecy.

Design, drawing: Inge Justa 2007

A squall stirred the old fishing village.

Design, drawing: Inge Justa 2007

"Lo, how a rose e'er blooming (....)".

Text: Lyrics of the late 16th century German Christmas hymn "Es ist ein Ros entsprungen".
Author: Unknown.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Wish it could be me.

Design, drawing: Inge Justa 2007

Straitjacket.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Metrioptera bicolor.

Photo: Inge Justa

Monsieur Léonard Antier restyles Paris Hilton (and Tinkerbell too....of course).

Drawing: Inge Justa 2007

Secretly enjoying rosy cheeks and a runny nose.

Drawing: Inge Justa 2007

Come on, there's work to be done.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Tickling............

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

A bit of green, red and yellow.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Close to grandma.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Early morning inspiration.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009

Warm welcome.

Photo: Inge Justa 2009