News from the sea

Yes, it is still here. Still hiding treasures, mysteries and all that stuff. And of course there are seagulls, and they are…


Looks at this one… so happy to be here, such a star!

Okay, this one hungry, for sure, or just showing off… my island accepts everything, so crazy is also okay.

But the truth is…

We all have this time when the sea amazes us more than usual.

Spiritual and even mentally.

And sometimes it is just there.

One, wet pond. People say it is big, we can google it, but from Gudhjem it is just… the view. From one side soil and rocks, from the other… water.


For me…


Always reflections.


Sometimes it is like there is, under this surface, a small painter with a huge paint brush and is playing… having fun.

And sometimes I think it is just impossible.



Oh come on, agree with me! I am sure a seagull thinks about it differently. For you it is more than the sky and rocks! It is fun, food, playground and meeting place.

For me… it is still something unreal.

Really unreal. LOL

It has so many faces, wavy, calm, stormy and this peaceful which is the scariest, because you know, that peace means war coming…

But… sometimes it is just a painting.

A big one.

Huge one.

Okay, does size matters? Really?

A walk 2

It is so easy, but for someone like me sometimes… the hardest thing is to leave my home. The scariest one…

Still, it is so worth it.

So I put earphones in and put the music loud…

And I hear nobody, only myself. And it is okay. It is the only way for me to be outside… still, people do not understand it.

Even if they see me taking photos, somehow they wanna attack my space. Why? No idea. I am not a party animal, I think it is quite visible.

I mean really!

I smile… and I always run away. From behind of the tree I see them confused and hurt. Only because I am not like the others? Why? Why this is so wrong to feel okay when alone? Why?

I am not one like others.

Let me be… like one of those wild animals.

Do not approach.

Do not feed!!! LOL

But still… even with all this knowledge about mental heath people still…

Wanna make us their way.

Carve us… into a different shape.

Why I do not feel this need? Have no heroes. Never was crazy about some band, actor etc. Always, somehow, wanted to be the best me.

And me is not like everyone else.

A walk

Come with me or a walk… it is early autumn, drought taken its harvest… it is still so warm, but there is something in the air.

Winter is coming…

Or more like here… will not come, but still, we have little hope for some snow.

For now… there is only warmth in the air, still green trees, some burnt ones and all those colors… starting to play with my mind.

And bridges, where you have to pay trolls to came through.


See, they are there. Whole family, so be ready. They like candies and chocolate, so no worries. No gold needed, but sometimes… well, you never know.


Because here, on my island it is always magical, always and everything. Fairies, gnomes, trolls, witches…

Or maybe just mushrooms?

You never know… never! LOL

But maybe he knew? Still, because I caught him playing with some poop, he run away from me when I sniffed him.

I am afraid it is something bad in beetle world.

To be sniffed around. LOL

But still… he was so cute.

And those trees, branches, colors.

Just the woods, rocks, moss.

And leaves which whisper old stories.

Because every leaf counts, if you did not know.

And suddenly… see, I am aware it looks like paradise. We are not perfect here, but cattle, sheep and goats run around freely in many places, so be careful where you put your feet. Really careful. And be ready to be…

… amazed by cuteness. 

And beauty of a simple stuff.

Because here everything is simple. Okay, sometimes people make it complicated, but still, a walk is so simple, and so amazingly complicated if you rethink it after. All those steps, beauty, photos, whispers, songs from the clouds…


And how is your blue doing?

The idea of a color in fact touching human soul, mind, feelings is nothing new.

We all have favorite colors, and even there favorite shades…

… we dislike colors, we often can not look at something what we would love if it was for example… green.

What we would desire.

I love blue.

It is obvious, because I often talk about it.

But still… there was a time when one shade was the one I hated to the core. That was this military kind of dark, deep blue, which was between warm and cold. Which everyone had to wear at school… 

I hated it.

Still prefer not to use it in my palette.

Just because…

But do you know I do not like brown. Just do not… and green sometimes. Red makes me feel naked and angry, what is so scientifically proved!

But still…

Blue… why the heck blue is a symbol of depression? “I feel blue”.


What is in blue, that it forces me to want things I do not need but still, I want them because they are in this perfect blue, cobalt blue shade?

Blue… why are you my Master?!!! LOL


People often ask me about 3 things: why, how to have inspiration and why… Because 1 and 3 are just impossible to answer, if you feel the will of creating, you just create. You do it. You must, if not… your brain will overflow!

For sure one of the biggest inspirations is myself. And nope, I am not bragging. I just am okay with myself. I mean with my inner self which for most of doctors is unusual and needs strong pills… my dreams, geeez it is like movies, I do not have TV, barely watch anything, so it all comes from myself…

What now is somehow scary.

This baby was not scary, although probably poisonous. Still, great inspiration, right?

Or this.


Waterlilies were always such a huge inspiration for painters and poets, for storytellers and simple writers.

Because of those wax almost flowers…

And that water.



And the water.

Blue and calm.

Or just this kind of redness. So special…

From one side scary, from the other bit regal.

Or maybe…

This one.

How funny it is.

How cute, cuddly, until it poops on your coat or car or window or… eats your ice cream when you are still have your tongue there…

Yup. There is so much inspiration around and in you. Just listen. Just dig deeper! Just give yourself a chance! But no worries. The mighty truth is… not everyone got to be an artist. Like not everyone is… or maybe everyone is an artists only some of us have not find the chance yet?

The green… or waiting for a ferry.

Because this is what it was.

Waiting time.

And watching the sky changing into that green, weird abyss.

I mean really.

Of course I am aware that there is that phenomena when the sun touching the horizon and changes a bit into green blob, still…

The whole sky?

Okay, it was a weird day and weird weather.

And a looooong time…

With nothing to do…

Okay, I could read, but that sky was so cool.

I could not go out and run around the place, but still…

I could watch.

The amazing moment.

The sun doing what it does the best…


And change simple stuff – simple in this area of Ystad…

Into treasures.

Precious stones and art.



And then suddenly it all changed.

Went away.

In a blink of my eye.

Okay, maybe two blinks.

And darkness appeared and I was driving home.

This is already taken on my island… just colors.

What I love the most!

Normal art?

I mean… sometimes you just say: it is so pretty like a painting! Like art. It is like art… looking at an amazing meal which every piece creates a cohesive plate.

Or a salad.

A problem with one is… that creating a perfect salad is in fact an art… and it is like a painting. Always.

But then, to see it, I need to go to the city. And it scares me every time. I live on a small island to avoid humans, sorry! I am weird, psychologically unstable etc. I am just… unhuman? Maybe?

So when it comes to street art, I do not see much of it.

But sometimes a graffiti catches me.

And amazes me.

Not because of the shape…

… but colors.

And possibilities.

So many possibilities.


And when you get to a big harbor, you find something more… sorry, needed a better photo, so using this one. This ferry is just… amazing.

Art is simple but breathtaking.

But still… just look at this baby. How cool is that!

The best is nature.

Nature which gives me amazing light…

Stunning and surprising.

Shocking, scary even… apocalyptic a bit…


I mean… I knew there is more, but when you are me, always in a rush, always crazy, you can miss a piece…

Or few pieces.

Few boats and amazing woodlands.

And a bunch of guys… or kinder-garden? I mean really! Bunch of kids and someone being totally crazy after 25 coffees… LOL

And more boats…

Really cool ones.

And… some animals…

And this one, which is like a whole story!

Somehow they seem not to fight, more like bringing one, maybe a groom? To marry their amazing Helena, most beautiful of ladies… He is brave, handsome and rich, for sure he is. And has cool friends!

And beloved reindeer or elk…

Okay, here is something about…

I was close, right?


I mean… there is so many of those one and only carvings. So many those special, unique and making my brain roll on!


When I think about it deeper, I know it will disappear… I am aware that this kind of art is so fragile. And humans do not make it easier… in fact, do not care.

Because there is so much more in this world and excluding the past is so easy. Getting it, that everything already been there and only tools are and toys are different… somehow this is not a thing people wanna know.

They do not wanna get it because if so… why to live for?


Why fight for everything?

For nature… oh my, so cute!


I mean really, without it we are lost!

Art of design…

Sooo… yeah, we went shopping. You know, when a being which live on a small island suddenly see a normal shopping center can be a bit overwhelmed. Really can be. So many things, space, shops, good it was early and small amount of people, so not that bad, I think?

But here is a story of a simple, useful design. I bet there was a sale or something… such a hurry!!! LOL

Or maybe only sculptures? But also… somehow being together. Being one with the past. using it, living with it.

Being really a part of the mighty surroundings.


Okay, yes, those are stone carvings which were changed into 3D art.

Amazing, huge and just…


Art on the walls, on the floor, and of course standing…

All around.

So huge!

And… okay, I am a woman. This is normal I need a toilet often. Or more like always, but just look at this. This redness also here.

Those amazing lines…

Yes I know, only a toilet but somehow so cohesive!

Yeah… that was a shopping center.

I do really recommend it. LOL

Backa 4

We were leaving already… mostly because my darling Husband was… well, you know how guys get mad because they are hungry, so yeah, he was rumbling so loud that we just had to. It was so…

Funny and inappropriate. In one time. LOL

I mean really.


He was the one…

Who found those unpainted pieces.

Which in fact I was like: will see them next time…

But he was so amazed, that…

We stayed here for longer. For a moment, for something green and red and…

Something so clear.

Can you see them?

They are not hiding in fact. At all.

Perfect, when you think about this hand and a stone, maybe some water and little stones, sand to clear it up…


Those lines.


And suddenly this amazing, stunning piece.


How much imagination but mostly… patience it needed.

How much time?

But in those times there was nothing to hurry to… only winter could kill you if you did not store enough food. And diseases but still… only nature… and other humans, yeah, always forgetting about them!

Sooo… have this artists had some kind of guards? Someone to take care of him or her? Because if really art was bit more feminine thing… we can be so much involved in one thing, that we can forget about food, drinks, everything except this passion. Except this amazing…

Or is it only me again?


I promise myself to come back here.