“On a certain day I packed my things and went to Oosterbeek [c. 1834-36]. I saw a man lying out of the window somewhere. Farmer! are there rooms for rent nearby? - Yes sir, even here. - I went in, saw a beautiful, suitable painting room; that satisfied me, I ask for nothing more. One hundred fifty guilders was the rent [per year]. I offered a hundred sixty when he also worked the garden and planted a lot of red cabbage, because I like to see that.”

version in original Dutch (citaat van Johannes Warnardus Bilders, in Nederlands): Ik pakte mijn rommeltje en ging op een goeden dag naar [c. 1834-36]. Daar zag ik ergens een man uit het venster liggen. Boer! zijn hier in de buurt ook kamers te huur? - Jawel meneer, hier zelfs. - Ik ging naar binnen, zag een mooie, geschikte schilderkamer; dat was mij genoeg, ik vraag naar niets meer. Honderdvijftig gulden was de huur [per jaar]. Ik bood honderdzestig als hij dan ook den tuin bewerkte en vooral veel roode kool plantte, want die zie ik graag.
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“People call this beautiful? - no, they are crazy, or I am mad! – How I learned now at Oosterbeek [c. 1834-36 that I should look at Nature completely different! In the beginning I could not make anything good; I soon realized that I had to start all over again.”

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version in original Dutch (citaat van Johannes Warnardus Bilders, in Nederlands): Moet dat nu mooi heeten? - neen, de menschen zijn gek, of ik! - Wat leerde ik nu te Oosterbeek die Natuur gansch anders aankijken! In 't begin kon ik niets goeds maken; ik zag al gauw, dat ik weer van voren af aan moest beginnen.
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