Do you know this feeling, when after a very windy and rainy day, which you spent running around between markets… when wet and cold you are finally entering the doors and sliding into a warm home? Do you know this … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2015
I am scared of many things. I mean really. Got pills for that too… still when I see beards and men buns… yeah! This is my nightmare. Something between sitting by the table and family dinner, wearing fancy clothes and … Continue reading
I had to go out… into the city. Weird place, lots of people who call shopping a normal thing. I wanted to look for Jul, just because I am crazy about Christmas, but all those people… Oh my, that was … Continue reading
Why? Why the heck those brushes are so long? Are people throwing them, using as darts or maybe they make arrows of them? I mean really! I will poke out an eye… mine or somebodys’ else one. I mean really. … Continue reading
Yes, my art is me. Totally me. Changing me. Sad and crazy, weirdly happy sometimes me. Me black and me white… maybe I am not into pink and red so, but sometimes I am girly too. So I can not … Continue reading
I think I do not get this modern world. I mean totally… so I try to not be involved in it. No phone, no TV, no newspapers. Avoiding. I am doing it for my mental health. I am walking for … Continue reading
I had a weird dream last night. Weirder than ever… I went to a museum, no idea what kind, but it was in a castle, on a small hill. It was beautiful. And I really had fun. All those rooms, … Continue reading
When something like it happens… we all are suddenly so TOGETHER, there is this solidarity with others. On Facebook profile photos changed, all those wise words posted, and still… who cares? I mean really? Who cares? How many of us … Continue reading
I love Jul. Yeah, this Christmas time. I mean I LOVE IT! Snow, cold weather, gloomy, and rainy and snow, and snow and more… snow. And post, gifts, trees, all those tiny things, which make me giggle… Because it is … Continue reading
I remember the time when I knew less but also more. When everything was possible. I do remember this time… I know people often use words: if I knew, but in fact… If you knew, you would be that day … Continue reading