weather too hot, and life too swoony. when daily life is so filling, there is no time to reconsider or reevaluate. only time to live. now as the warm wind flows through the apartment, and Stephane Wrembel sets the bar for a solitary night at home, I let Pascal Mercier speak for me
it is extraordinary, but the answer changes in me with the light that falls on the city. if it is the enchanting light of a shimmering day that produces clear sharp-edge shadows, the thought of a hidden human depth seems like a mirage that arises when I look too long at the waves flashing in that light. for when I sit outside my favorite café, basking in the sun, my whole inner world seems filled to the depths.
text taken out of the book "Night Train to Lisbon" and shortened down.
all from workshops with Julie Pike and Ashley Cameron. I usually don't post these kinds of posts here, since this is more of a sanctuary of outbursts then a showcase blog, but I'm trying out this new thing at the moment; it's called letting myself try out new things. who knows what will tumble this way, so stay tuned. crazy things will go down
I just finished my first and possibly only semester at Bilder Nordic. it has been one of the most exhausting and rewarding things I've ever done, and although it is an end of an era, it feels a lot more like a beginning of something. it's such a cliché, but I am a changed person coming out of it. I don't even know how to begin to explain how wonderful my new friends are.
right now I'm trying to slow things a bit down before I start working on all the projects I've been planning on. things are really spinning, and there are so many exciting things ahead. I think I better put my helmet on