Welcome to my website! How nice of you to take the time to have a look. My name has been Freek Jansen since 24 January 1993. I am a passionate and creative soul who expresses his love for art in painting on canvas.

My artistic journey has led me to a fascination with plots and occult subjects. It is a way for me to express my thoughts and ideas in a unique way. Every brushstroke on the canvas is infused with my passion and dedication to capturing intriguing concepts.

Besides my interest in mysterious subjects, I also love animals. It is a joy to capture their beauty and character on canvas. I have even sold some paintings made on request. If you have a beloved pet you want to cherish forever, I can paint it on canvas in my unique style.

With me, anything is negotiable. If you are inspired by my style and have a specific idea, don't hesitate to contact me. I am open to all creative possibilities and would love to work with you to create something unique. Thank you for visiting, and I look forward to creating something special together!

Watch out if Circus Renz is in your neighborhood!!!

On March 24, 2026, I went for a nice walk late in the evening, just before midnight on March 25, 2026. After walking for fifteen minutes, I turned onto Koekoekstraat and then turned back toward Pauwveld.

And then the nightmare began. I saw a man walking down the field with an axe in his hand, which he was holding along his leg. Before I knew it, he was standing right in front of me and said, “Are you looking for a fight? Do you want to fight?” I said, “No, I’m just walking,” and then he immediately swung his axe at me. I managed to block it with my right hand, but I still took a blow to the head. Then I ran away and fell to the ground a few meters further on from the first fatal blow. Then he sat on top of me and struck my head six more times with the axe, which I shielded as much as possible with my left arm. The man also kicked me five times and was then called back by someone from the Pauwveld. That’s where Circus Renz was located at the time. 

Luckily, I survived because I didn’t lose consciousness, I kept a close eye on my breathing and was able to call 112 (911). I couldn’t count on the people on the street for help.

Right now, I only have three fingers I can use. I broke my left arm, left hand, and right pinky finger, and I have 10 stitches in my head, 6 stitches in my shoulder blade, and 4 stitches in my pinky finger.

Fortunately, I can still paint small things, so I’m going to use my artwork to process this trauma. And then, hopefully, I can quickly get back to working on my Epstein story artwork.