'I'm looking for short-circuits,' he always says. Short-circuiting never leads to figuration with him. As a Dutchman, he likes flat and straight. Mondriaan is in his veints. He finds mountains 'kitsch'. 'I'm always relieved once I've crossed the Alps and I drive into the Po Plain.' Energy is the basis around which everything revolves, which everything can be traced back to. Magnetic forces, germinative power, light, the energy of heat and cold, the force fields between you and me. This may sound floaty, but Van Munster's work is anything but.
Over the past decades, in and around the Netherlands, abstract, minimalist works have appeared in public spaces, museums, by motorways and buildings. The works are solid as a rock, but somehow appear as though they might be blown away with a single breath. That's how fragile they seem. This is due to the fact that Van Munster's work often consists of only a single line. Sometimes that line undulates, at times she shoots diagonally upward like an arrow, at times she forms circles. The lines light up in colour: they are built up of neon tubes. The colours, the clear lines give the work its remarkably pictoral and aesthetic quality.