When I go…

When I go… there is no internet, no news around me… or wait, there is a web in fact, but made by spiders. There are news in new shades, shapes, new rocks visible, new hidden, new plants, old plants…


And it is so calming.

Yes, some pieces are dying and… it is normal. For my human side it is sad, but for my more like only brain side, still, it is so normal.

Sad, but still…

It all reminds me why I have so little. Why I do not care for brands, have no phone or TV… and why I have my Husband who is keeping me on the ground. Ready, always, to somehow maneuver between me and the world.

Because he is more normal.

And me… does it mean I am not normal? For sure, and it is okay.

I do not mind if you call me so… here, on this planet is a place for all of us, or at least should be?

Yes… should be.

Because people do not get when someone has no idea what that shape is called and what kind of organization it represents. Really. They got angry… and when I ask them what they think about the symbolism of bronze age art…

Suddenly, they shut up.

So maybe I am that world, in which too many Alices slide and we do not know what to do with them, because my world is tiny, and they drunk that potion and are now so huge and multiply. And…

I am scared…

Scared of humans. Not nature.

Scared to the point when I can not go out without medical help. Yeah, it sounds better than drugs, right?


Sooo… How are you? Alice number… in my world?

Or maybe I am Alice?

Happy spring everyone!!!


Oh yes, walking is my fun activity. Sorry. And reading of course… But when it comes to walking, it is always working too, because of photography, because of archaeology, because if everything…

It is both.

Walking and work, passion and exercises.

I discovered this very late, that I see the world differently.

And it was a huge surprise for me, really.

I can spend hours on those rocks watching into the waves, looking through them, watching seaweeds…

Just watching and taking photos.

And finding all those shapes and shades and…

Yes, for me this is the best time ever, because I touch something what others just do not care about.

Trash… they call it trash?


There is so much more up there and down there.

It is so cool to just lie down and do nothing… although I am not good in it. Doing nothing, nope, never.

Because there is so much of everything.

So much!

And in fact… everything is here, on my island.

How cool is it to live on your own inspiration?

Awesome, right?

You got to fight for it, you got to pay huge prices in cash, blood and sweat, you have to… just have to if you wanna be a part of the world you love so much.

Nothing is for free.

The background

The background or you?

Sometimes you got to choose.

You, or the background.

Because both is perfect only from some distance. Melts, creates an amazing show…

But standing closer… wait, there is still a background, but another one, right? In nature the whole picture, frame, changes all the time.

So cool, when you think about it more like… metaphorical.

When you look for the spider…

O maybe for light?

For this blue window?

Or maybe…

Only light counts?

Or shadows?

Or maybe… shapes?

Okay, before I blind you all… LOL

Touch the rainbows.

And find some love in a tiny, brown leaf…

Borders and lines

Do not cross.

Do not look.

Private property…

Do not enter.

In the nature those borders also exists. Places, which you feel, belong to others. Or are available only from time to time.

But usually…

Everything is for free. And for everyone, if you just take care of it and take care of yourself. Because now, if you say yes to nature… you are a part of it, so take care of yourself too. Very gently.

Be natural… take inspiration, but do not steal the picture. Being. Shape…

Be you.


For sure LOL

But look at those leaves. They are here, together, but every one is different. Every is screaming: art!!! Still they are all a part of a bigger picture which is in fact a part of another and another and…

Or they are just cute.


Maybe… this is enough?

Just being and finding borders useful?

Because some of us just wanna live in places which do not change and which are calm, free and understandable.


Autumn is my obsession. I love winter, I live for snow and cold, but still, when it comes to autumn, I could be outside all the time. And looking for colors. For leaves finally being themselves.

Because yes, they are not normally green.


Still, this autumn was weird. Full of green and burnt leaves but still it was special… full of lines which were like tiny borders.

Full of warmth and weird, unknown aromas.

Full of new, which I am not a fan. Not always…

But still…

Those shapes, those shades, those colors.

Simple leaves, but so many inspirations.

That edges do not have to be smooth. That leaves can be crunchy.

That bigger ones can give you more… but not always. Maybe size matter, but also not always. Nope.

And those waters… Oh yes, those lines, almost oily… almost soft, heavy even, and those leaves.

So much everything around.

Come on! Go!

Go for a walk with me! Come on… I am maybe weird and sometimes I walk to quick and sometimes I stop for an hour to take millions of photos of one piece, to delete more than 80% later… life is hard.

But for flowers it is worth it.

And for leaves…

And for colors.

And… it is nature, so it can not be bad. Okay, sometimes it bites, but come one. Not so often. Like, not always. LOL

This was early autumn last year. Trees were more burnt than jing the colorful side, still, I was looking for colors.

I need them, even if myself wears black only.

Because here, in this very open and strong light…

… everything is so different.

And it lasts only for a moment.

A short one.

You sometimes got to catch it if you need it, if you feel that deep desire… for shapes, shades, colors.

For nature.


Your own space should be… yours. YAY! Here it is. The discovery of the century, because somehow nowadays everyone is like… someone should do it for me. It should be like that celebrity’s place…

Like those gold and mostly with artificial plants and copper colors. Rose copper and… WTF!!!

The truth is… I am still waiting for my true home, but my space, our cottage is in fact created fully by us. Inspired by us…

It does not mean you can not watch others ideas, but truly…


Are people so undecided? Really?

Oh well, here are some spaces where you can truly see people knew what they were doing. And what they wanted.

And yes, I love this window. Probably not designed to be rusty, chipped, but time made it so special, that making it back into something new and white would be a sin!!!

A sin!!!

And how they used space.

And colors.

And even more colors.

Proud of someone who lives here… so simple, still so you!


I love it!

It is a true inspiration. Really!!! It is not mine, still I can love it.

Even that bike, which probably is here by accident and the bin which is here because it got to be here, they are perfect.


Imagine a street with tiny homes, and in fact no human in an eyesight.

Imagine calm sea, that fresh smell…

Sunny day.

Windows watching you.

Autumn coming.

Shadows dancing, or writing something important on those blue doors… in their own language, so I have no idea what it means.

Maybe it is better, that I do not know this language… or maybe I do, but it is better to stay silent?


And this amazing orangey shade…

So warm, even when the days are gloomy and cold.

And this leaf… such a walker. I mean, traveler maybe…

It was a weird day.

I had a huge fewer, so do not mind my blabing now…

Massage anyone?

Someone touching me is one of my biggest fears, but if you do not have this problem, please do.

Run away

Okay, in fact that was not a good time, we were both really sick, and everything was so dry and problematic, still…

I decided to just run away from it all. Even with my sinuses bringing up some weird music, like tones of drums, bumping sounds…

I saw this blue…

I saw it and it made me feel better. Maybe not well, maybe not healed but still, somehow… you know I love this kind of ultramarine/cobalt blue.

And on my Island people love to paint doors with it.

For luck…

And also make their windows small displays.

Like… we have no curtains. Everything is so see through.

So transparent.


Do not stare too much. LOL

Still, how can you not peek… just a little.

When art is watching you… even sneezing, snotty, full of pain and weird thoughts, you.

Maybe it has some answers?

Maybe… in fact it helps? Colors do for sure!

And colors are art.

PS. Here is something about blue…

Will of life

Some pieces want to live.

Some creatures just will do everything to survive.

And some live knowing, that they can kill themselves, end it, everyday.

Some just wake up and decide, one more day.


Scary thought?

Or maybe just a choice? Maybe just being certain of what they want? Maybe just being sure or…

Grown up?

Or just having brain and using it?

Knowing what you want and what is spare… unnecessary.

Sheep know!


Sometimes I think being one could be fun…

And then they look at me, and I change my mind.

Yeah, I know, this one is like: really, what can you know pity human! LOL