Painting the night is not as easy as everybody thinks. In fact night is not always just a darkness. Night is like life, rich and tricky. Can have strange shadows, clouds, and lights. The Moon is not always the only … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: May 2015
Yeah… I bet this is a title which brings shivers and sweats I bet!!! LOL still, all I wanted to say is… I am a married woman. And loving it. This year will bring our 18th anniversary and I just … Continue reading
I love the past. As an archaeologist I can see fun in the past. Monuments, ruins, standing stones. Older means better! I mean really. And now, growing up, getting older, everything new starts to scare me. Sometimes I start to … Continue reading
Am I the one who loves to punish? Or the one who believes in karma, and who leaves everything to the old gods, new gods, police, or whatever you call them. Well… I was raised thinking that I am the … Continue reading
Bored with… all this MUST. You MUST to have, you MUST to think like we do. You must have dreams as we have, because if not… well we will not play with you! In fact in the world, so willing … Continue reading
Do you know this moment, when you lie down and the pillow is so soft, and smells like freedom and the safest place, and like everything is possible, everything will be okay… Then it happens. The best dreams and ideas … Continue reading
I can not reward myself. I always hear that people bought something, ate something because of achieving, winning… and I can not do it, why? Why the heck I can not just buy something and change my feelings? Why things … Continue reading
Colors taste… … red is hot, not always sweet, in fact sometimes it is more like acid, like berries, like tiny sins, those always forgiven, but also the best… And blue is a snow for me. Just the snow. Fluffy, … Continue reading
Shapes? Or colors? Both? Look at my photos on IBornholm or Miś Śnież – wolność dla pluszaków. I care for colors. I breath for them!!! I love them, I swim in them, I breath them… Somehow I can smell them, … Continue reading
Well… I always had problems with my hands. Fingers, phalanges, strength inside of a feast. Of course archaeology made it worst. But I do not regret it. Touching the past is the best thing ever. It is like finally getting … Continue reading