welcome.
Thank you for visiting my work. I hope you enjoy what I create.
As a visual artist, I primarily focus on portraits and scenes, though the path to still lifes and landscapes remains open. Whether in realism or abstraction, in full color or black and white, my goal remains the same—to present my own interpretation of the people and environments I observe.
I am drawn to the rough texture of canvas, the delicate fibers of paper, and the endless possibilities that come with exploring different materials. Each medium offers new opportunities for expression, resulting in a diverse and ever-evolving body of work.
My love for classical music runs parallel to everything I create. It is woven into who I am and always will be. I cannot fully explain what this music means to me—only that, just as no breath can exist without oxygen, a life without music would feel lifeless to me, both creatively and in every other sense.
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Beyond being a visual artist, I also write. For now, my focus has been on poetry and nonfiction.
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The beauty of the future is that anything is possible. Perhaps our paths will cross again. Somewhere. Just like that. Intentionally, by design, or by pure chance. With art as our connection, life at the center, and growth as our guiding light on the horizon.
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jan van luyn.
2025
my story.
I grew up in a traditional family and a safe environment. The Drenthe landscape shaped my early childhood, and a future in healthcare seemed to await me.
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However, in the early 1990s, a chronic illness emerged—a rare variant with an even rarer severity. My plans were shattered. Survival became my reality. For seventeen years, the disease took hold. Fourteen of those years, I was confined to a wheelchair. For a decade, the outside world was little more than a memory. I was declared untreatable.
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And then? Then came the unexpected. What seemed like the end became a new beginning. Not by chance, but through relentless struggle. Unconventional, yet as natural as my instinct to keep living.
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Recovery took years—perseverance, pain, setbacks, again and again. But I taught myself to walk again. Slowly, step by step, I grew stronger. Classical music became my lifeline, flowing through me like blood.
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It was during this time that I discovered my talent for painting and writing—art became my way of reclaiming life.