Henri van Bentum

August 13, 1929 – April 2, 2022

August 13, 1929 – April 2, 2022

“The brightness that leaps from his canvasses is like crystals seen through a microscope.” TIME

Artist and colour master Henri van Bentum, 92, of Victoria, BC, passed away tranquilly in the company of his beloved lifelong partner, Natasha van Bentum, on April 2, 2022.

Henri was born on August 13, 1929 in the Netherlands. The son of diamond-facetter Hendricus Johannes van Bentum and Antonia Alberse, Henri began painting after WWII in a sanatorium during a long bout with tuberculosis.  Later the doctors said ‘taking up painting saved his life’.

Cured, he immigrated to Canada in 1957, where two years later in early spring he travelled by train to the Rocky Mountains to paint, a trip sponsored by friend and doctor Wilf S. Goodman.

While painting ‘en plein air’ at Moraine Lake, two faculty members of the Banff School of Fine Arts came upon him unexpectedly. When they saw what was on his easel, Henri was invited to attend the school’s summer session (which he didn’t know existed). Having no money, they waived the usual fees.

Ironically it was in the Rocky Mountains that Henri discovered he was a born abstract painter, and left representational art behind, never turning back.  In Toronto he studied with J.W.G. (“Jock”) Macdonald, his respected mentor.  Two one-man exhibitions at Roberts Gallery followed.

Henri’s work is represented in over 200 public and private collections. He had solo exhibitions in Paris, New York, Banff, Mexico City, Toronto and Montreal. The Paris exhibition was officially opened by then-Ambassador to France, Jules Léger.

Henri freely shared his love of art, especially colour, with others, teaching classes with new Canadian immigrants and lecturing widely throughout Ontario.

Henri was a pioneer, as well, of the Artists in the Schools program in Ontario.

All this was done despite a facial disfigurement caused by a failed mastoid operation in his boyhood during WWII in the Netherlands, in which he also lost hearing in his right ear.

Soon after arriving in Canada, a plastic surgeon performed a pioneering, 8-hour operation that restored some symmetry to his face, but sadly this was undone when the original (mastoid) condition recurred in the late 1980’s and another operation was required.

But Henri, a born raconteur, was steadfast. He persevered with sharing and giving teachings despite this disability.

In 1972 while living with Natasha in Morocco and on the island of Madeira, Henri created his opus, the “Organiverse Portfolio” – a series of 100 mandalas in pointillism, each 8.5 cm in diameter.  Dot by dot, “atom by atom”.

Later, back in the Rocky Mountains 1980-85 where Natasha worked at The Banff Centre, Henri embarked on a new series in watercolour, “Spatial Rhythms” and gave a solo exhibition at the Peter Whyte Gallery.

Meanwhile the ‘Organiverse Portfolio’, took on a life of its own.  In 1975 it had been made into a 35mm film and represented Canada at several international film festivals.  In 2005 a limited-edition portfolio of the Organiverse was followed in 2007 by a handheld set, with each mandala on an individual card, contained in a box made from recovered west coast wood.

Henri was actively creative until the very end. Recently Organiverse took on yet another form, a digital video production of the 100 mandalas joined with poems by Rabindranath Tagore’s “Gitanjali”, produced and narrated by friend Brian W.E. Johnson.

van Bentum’s work evokes organic processes of the macrocosmic and microcosmic levels, reminding viewers “what lies above, so below”.   This led NASA’s public outreach program of the Chandra X-Ray Observatory to launch an online exhibit, “Coloring Space”.

The exhibit juxtaposed images of space with a selection of Henri’s paintings. Friend and astronaut Chris Hadfield called the project “a lovely fusion of science and art”.  While Chris was Commander of the International Space Station, he took along a memory stick containing all 100 mandalas.

Henri was a prolific writer and correspondent with friends around the world. Following a diagnosis of bladder cancer in 2015, Henri wrote five children’s stories, all illustrated by Arizona friend P.J. Heyliger.

He was an intrepid world traveller, having been to all seven continents.  These travels were undertaken on a shoestring budget. Henri’s mode of travel ranged from foot, bicycle, donkey, camel, jeep, bus, train, freighter and passenger ship to dingy, dug-out canoe, dive boat, sailboat, to Piper Cub and helicopter.

Henri circumnavigated the globe three times in the company of his partner of 51 years, Natasha, and was a proud member of the Circumnavigators Club. He was also a snooker aficionado, a passion he continued to practice into his 90s at the Union Club, with its heritage Billiards Room, winning a trophy six years ago.

Throughout his rich and varied life, Henri continued to share and give widely. He embodied the motto of his hometown Amsterdam: “Valiant, Steadfast, Compassionate” (Heldhaftig, Vastberaden, Barmhartig).

Along with his lifelong partner, Natasha van Bentum, Henri also leaves behind step-daughter Melissa Hall Torre of New York State, daughter Maya Ehses of Haida Gwaii, step-brother Bruce G. Davis of Victoria, and in Europe, nephews W.A. Harder and Carel van Bentum.

A memorial gathering will be held mid-August in Victoria at a location to be decided.

Condolences may be offered to the family below.

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54 Responses

  1. What a lovely man and a loss to this world with his passing! I studied art and colour with Henri, and of all else, that is still how I think of him most – as the embodiment of light and colour. It is a rare gift we need more of. I have since bought many of his paintings, which now fill my own home with his vision of colour, light, and the organic patterns the play in the macroscopic and microscopic alike.

    Yet, it was as a steadfast friend that I most value Henri. He had a kind of loyalty and commitment to people that was rare. He and Natasha have been here for me as a friend for decades, always staying in touch and reaching out even as I moved back and forth to India and took positions in the prairies.

    Henri was a deeply spiritual man reminiscent of a kind of eclectic interest rare in these days. Even in his 90s, he was constantly reading and recommending books and delving into very scholarly and difficult topics. As a professor myself, I marvelled at his lively and engaged intellect that came more from life than schooling.

    His greatest good fortune in life, of course, was to meet and fall in love with Natasha. What a pair! They were deeply devoted to one another and seemed to reinforce for one another an exceptional integrity in the way they lived their lives and navigated livelihood.

    Since his passing, a poem by Walt Whitman keeps playing through my mind, so I thought to post it here – O Captain! My Captain. Henri loved the ocean and worked and travelled extensively through his life on ships, so it is an apt farewell:

    O Captain! My Captain!
    BY WALT WHITMAN

    O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
    The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
    The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
    While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
    But O heart! heart! heart!
    O the bleeding drops of red,
    Where on the deck my Captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.

    O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
    Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
    For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
    For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
    Here Captain! dear father!
    This arm beneath your head!
    It is some dream that on the deck,
    You’ve fallen cold and dead.

    My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
    My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
    The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
    From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
    Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
    But I with mournful tread,
    Walk the deck my Captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.

  2. We met Henri and Natasha on an Around World Cruise, from that time, we developed a bond that was never broken. Henri was such a talented person in so many ways. We enjoyed the stories of his great adventures. We have stayed in touch for years. I know we are going to sadly miss our almost daily correspondence. Henri, we will never forget you.

  3. Happy trails, old friend. May your journey bring you to ever-new adventures. Sarva Mangalam

  4. I’m so sorry to hear of Henri’s passing. His talent and artistry will live on in your heart and many others. Sending hugs your way, Natasha.

  5. I was deeply saddened to learn of Henri’s passing. We first met in 1999 on a World cruise where Henri was teaching an art class. I always enjoyed being in his company and for a while as a member of the Circumnavigators Club that Henri was so involved with. It was a privilege knowing him. My sincere condolences to Natasha and Henri’s family.

  6. Bon voyage Henri. May there be fair to seas and gentle winds over the next 49 days. Natasha, he was a very special individual

  7. Thinking of you Natasha at this difficult time. 51 years is a long time, with many wonderful memories upon which to reflect.
    You shared an amazing life with an amazing man.

  8. What an exceptional man, artist, world traveller and partner to dear Natasha. A beautiful tribute to a beautiful, accomplished and gifted individual. Much love and condolences Natasha.

  9. Thinking of you dear Natasha in the loss of your life partner. Henri was quite a notable man. I enjoyed our time together when Phyllis and I visited you in Victoria. Please know that my thoughts are with you as you depart on this uncharted journey without your life partner.

  10. What a beautiful tribute, Natasha. He is beaming down on us from the starry skies, hanging out among the nebulae and continuing to be amazed. What a magnificent life!

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