Yeah I am so many in one person. Short one. But the most awesome thing is… I am also a wife. Yup, not so much modern me! I am old-fashioned wife. I love my Husband, I need him, and in … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: January 2015
I do not have plans. Yeah I have dreams and in fact hate surprises… really. I love gifts, do not think I do not, but recently I figured out, that those who say: I KNOW YOU… in fact know nothing … Continue reading
I wear my clothes until they… start to disappear. Until they become just a spider’s net. Until they fall apart. I do not have them fancy or modern. I am so not into fashion. I need cotton. I need pants, … Continue reading
I always try to dip my brush in my Island. In all those stones which colors can be really crazy, unbelievable!!! In grass and moss, trees, which branches can be dark, black, brown, but also silver or red even!!! In … Continue reading
I wanna believe, I need to believe in impossible. Yeah, I had too many schools, so physic can kill easily impossible, and chemistry, and all crazy sciences like maths!!! Or proof stunning to be just amazing, but clear. Possible to … Continue reading
I heard it is easy, to spoil yourself. But the problem is… if you were trained as a kid, that everybody else is more important than you are… so it sucks!!! Now I am teaching myself not only to love … Continue reading
See… … we all are getting older with every day, every hour… second even. So what? Yeah I am not looking like teen years ago, but… I am still me, and I start to learn myself, even teach myself sometimes, … Continue reading
Sometimes I know what I wanna paint. Sometimes I even know how I call it now, in this moment, when everything is before me, when paint tube is not even open yet. Sometimes… See, I have problems with titles, which … Continue reading
I do not watch TV. In fact those huge dark holes really scare me, so we do not have one since ages, and it freaks me out when I have to go somewhere and there it is. Dark, black or … Continue reading
Mirrors lie!!! Really! I got no idea why we love look at them? Am I the only one who closes her eyes when passing the huge window? Because does it really matter how do I look? Of course I wanna … Continue reading