Let's bake cakes!

 Chocolate, with strawberries, apple pie... doesn't matter. Cake is a masterpiece in it's simplicity! Mysterious combination of ingredients that gives impressive results. The smell of dough in the oven... It's a memory of Saturdays and Sundays at home. Sweet Muffin? It's my kind of figure by Gok Wan. Apple pie? Always! My favourite? Cheesecake. Mhmmm... I'm drooling! ;) 

Wake me up when September begins

There are three months in the year that mean "new beginning" for me: January, May and September. Why? Well, January is obvious- New Year! May and September, Spring and Autumn... New season collections in the shops- oh, what a feast for my eyes :) New colours, patterns, textiles, cuttings! And magazines... They seem to have new energy, new ideas, new layouts... 

I adore the Spetember's vibration. Still warm, still sunny but chilly at the same time. One foot in Summer, one in Autumn. Kids at schools, students still free as birds. Perfect weather for wandering, wondering, for wonders.

A piece of art in a wardrobe

 

Beginning obsession

 Oh yes, I have (at least) one obsession- I'm obsessed with beginning. I love New Year's Eves- month before I know my resolutions. I love books- each one promises something, at least one sentence, that will change my way of thinking. Life can't just pass in one piece, I'm finding almost sadistic pleasure in cutting it into pieces: here's beggining, here's the end of some stage, period, adventure, mood, of some version of me, now it's time for update. All the pieces of my life inserted carefully in proper boxes, each one tagged- Ordnung muss sein! 

  All this work with cutting, tagging, segregating...is useless. My life it's still in one piece. What was before brought me to the point I'm standing now. It's better to leave it as a huge braid made of coincidences- maybe a little tangled, but the effect is amazing!

Taurus

I like to read horoscopes in magazines, even newspapers, on the internet- well, actually, I can't stop myself to read them no matter where they are :) I don't believe in them, but... When they say about something negative- I forget them instantly. When they promise me tons of luck, true love or money and succes, then I'm even more sure that I was born under a lucky star ;)  I also like the pictograms for Zodiac signs. Sometimes they can be really nice and artistic! I have some for Taurus, cut out from different journals. And, well, I think I'm a typical Taurus :)

Stormy weather

Dark day. Heavy grey clouds covered the sky, strong wind made summer day very cold. Rain reminded about upcoming Autumn. But maybe morning will wake me up with rays of sun?
Weather can be similiar to emotional state: heavy grey thoughts are tangling in your head, you can't see any hope, doubts make you feel insecure, soon you'll start to cry. But maybe next morning will wake you up with rays of sun?

Back to childhood

As kids we're usually 100% sure, what we're going to do in the future. Dreams have no limits becouse our imagination has no limits then. Yesterday in the evening, after badminton match and cold beer, I felt tired, happy, satisfied, almost as a child after all summer day spent outside. Intuitively I grabbed new sketchbook, pencil and started to draw- for pure relax, joy. I felt like in the sweet times when I didn't have plans to study art, when I was fascinated with SailorMoon and simply wanted to draw- witches, elfs, dresses. 

Maybe there's some sense in all those psychological stories about our inner child? :)

Emotions

Oh, what a surprise! I have heart, I'm able to feel anger, fear, sadness, joy, hope, ... I totally forgot it, in a rush of doing things or doing nothing, being bored. 

Yesterday I was looking for some inspirations and found in my bookmarks really nice blog: http://llydecke.blogspot.com

I love the simplicity of drawings, fresh line and everyday situations caught on a paper. This is exactly what I love in drawing. I keep all paints, brushes, glues, rullers that I used to need during studies. Hmmm... Shall I get rid of them and keep only pencils, felt-tip markers and crayons or leave them and have hope that "someday" I'll try painting? 

Special Occasions

 We always wait for special occasions, for moments that would be better to start, to end, to make something come true. I wait for occasions to wear dresses. I wait with telling what I feel, until it's too late to stop the avalanche of emotions. But...if not now and here, then when and where?

Yellow submarine

Yellow submarine? Or maybe yellow house? Life seems to be happier! I fell in love with small streets full of colourful houses during my trip to Romania. Walking streets like this makes you feel the magic of life. Who said that houses should be white or grey?

P.S. I discovered that The Beatles have song about me- "Martha my dear" ;)

Book of my life

 

There are many tickets from all over the world in the Book of my life. There are dried flower petals between the pages- as a reminder of birthdays, guys, balls. There are chapters describing cities and countries, there are stories about my favourite sweaters and dresses. There are endless lists of what-to-do today/tomorrow/this year/in life. There is magic 102 List, with dreams and wishes. There are drawings in margins, picturing my emotional states. There are short notes from friends, written with their handwriting. There are circles left by  cups with coffee and spots left by tears. There are photographic plates used as a bookmarks, with more or less important moments caught on them...

There's me, built from small pieces. Still unfinished, still uncomplete, still in progress, still alive.

Selective artist's memory

Memory is a tricky thing- it contains countless amounts of informations...but how many of them are worth remembering? How many of them are actualy important for me as a human being? Ok, I need to remember that toadstool is poisonous or which clothes to wear when it's -20 outside, but how many small, wonderfull things I've already forgotten... Kind words, small meaningful gestures, smiles in the street, tastes of delicious dishes, etc. There are so many moments I'd like to save from oblivion! Sun charming out freckles on my cheeks, coffees on balcony, smell of pines or meadow heated by the sun, awkward feeling in a second before telling something I'm afraid to say, chilly clear water surrounding naked skin, taste of ripe tomatoes, the way my friends smile, heartbeat while watching breathtaking view...