I got no idea how it works, but sometimes I can not stay home. I really love our little cottage and a garden, but I can not stay indoors. I can not even just work in the garden. Just can … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: March 2016
I feel like this sometimes. Being and not, breathing and needing no air… everything just is, not good, not bad… defined but also so unknown. So new, so first time like, so stunning. I am here, but also not, I … Continue reading
I mean really! I am a slave of my own irresponsible imagination. Sometimes all I can do is write or paint. Nothing more. And in fact I can say nothing. Example? Here it is. I am writing a story, I … Continue reading
There was a girl. She was a dragon in fact, but… people looked at her and saw just a girl. Quiet, but annoying. Cute sometimes, but still too smart for all those adults. She always had a book in her … Continue reading
I mean really! Try it. No crazy civilization! No absurd laws like: do not eat with your hands, or always wear a bra. I mean really. Just put pants on and it works, take a bag or not, but better … Continue reading
Sometimes all I feel is nothing. I mean really. Nada! Simple emptiness. No strength, no good vibes, no inspirations. Nothing. Clear and clean, perfect and rich nothing. I bet it can be something? I mean really? LOL I like this … Continue reading
I have some more weird dreams here… And I mean really WEIRD!!! Not some soft weird, more like brutally shocking! So… I was planting tomatoes. Yeah, maybe not so weird for you, but I was planting them indoors, removing the … Continue reading
I mean really… I was in a huge castle, I mean huge, where a half of it was ruined, but beautifully with all those wild branches around, green leaves and roots climbing around creating breathtaking rooms… I was one of … Continue reading
I have fresh canvas in front of me. Just white, and smelling so piney… just simple canvas. Innocent, untouched. And I feel like a God for a moment, then doubt comes and I run away. Yeah, I am not simple. … Continue reading
I look at photos of me, and I feel memories. I remind myself about all those moments, about all those years, oh my, I do feel old!!! I think about the future… but what I wanna do, and I can … Continue reading