Visual Artist
Next the window shield of a rusty old ship, I am surrounded by warm sky and thoughts, empty pages, headphones. Somethings will never change,The feeling of laying for hours under the sun raysBeing in a dream, never waking upHaving memories of us, you and meThe joy of being showered with…
And can the music take me to your eyes,Can it take me back to that safe feeling of being young,Or to being Naive maybe?With the knowledge gained by a heart,and by heart only.Can a melody transfer you to a ball of emotions,Missing everything, even what has not exist yet?I long…
Dreaming of snow, the fire it light in me in the strangest way, A red nose, hair strands covered with tiny crystal-like snowflakes, Dreaming of snow is what I have been doing for days. It has been almost three years since the last long snow walk. For the last two…
What is so special about this flower?Why a sunflower?Why does it sometimes feel like the only thing to paint?In the middle of this cold seasonIn a place covered in all different shades of blueIs it my heart’s way of showing its longing for the hazy summer days,or just my mind…
“with a cup of tea in your hand, anything is possible” The beginning of November has been a little bit intense. I am working on new products for my shop, I am trying to find a part time job, I am attending classes twice a week at the university and…
It is not the cold yet around here but maybe I missed Snowflakes and how it warms me in the strangest ways. My desk has been full of winter and snowy landscape and cityscapes. Probably will try and sketch some seascapes in snow soon as well. The first two paintings…
Have you ever tried to touch a ray of sunlight? Does it feel safe? Does it feel warm? Never in my life have I been able to catch one. I have seen many of course, in different lengths, in variety of colors even. I have felt their presence but never…
There is a fear I almost always feel when I am about travel, wether in sea or land, by bus, plane or a train. It is not Acrophobia nor Thalassophobia, or any other kind of phobia. It is just extreme feeling of uncertainty that rush through me the minute i am…
Just today it was that I figured out that serene voice. It is a voice of love, of safety, a voice that carries within its waves the laughter of kids, birds whispers, the sways of the trees. It carries summer laziness and dreams that lay in haze. It is a…
I am in my living room because it is way too hot in my studio at this time of the day. Next to the open window, the sun is hiding somewhere behind the buildings, my playlist of classical music is on, the sweet creamy coffee is filling the mug just…