søndag den 26. maj 2013

Inspiration is everywhere. Here are some crystals, stones, shells, amber, and glass I've collected over time. These colorful and odd things have always fascinated me, and it reminds me how playful nature is. Also there's a great deal of memories attached to each pice, what age I was, with whom I found it, and what state of mind I was in. A whole series of pictures plays before my eyes as I look through my treasure chest. How wonderful is it, that lived experience can be manifested in this way. And now they may be useful to me again when I study color and texture to help improve my illustrations. 

tirsdag den 14. maj 2013

my favorite spot in the kitchen. the kitchen is always the best room in a house, sadly me and my boyfriend have only got a small apartment kitchen, where we try not to step on each others feet too often.

lørdag den 11. maj 2013

Songs of Experience

The Fly

Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance,
And drink, and sing,
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.

If thought is life
And strenght and breath,
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live
Or if I die

William Blake

fredag den 10. maj 2013