A TASTE FIR THE NEW YEAR

A year of small changes and big insights is nearing the end.

I usually get a little melancholic towards the end of each year. Time seems to

be passing quicker than ever and I seem to be running around like

a lunatic, totally missing out on peaceful and quiet moments.

I wish I could instead sit quietly and remember some of the year,

reminisce about 2013. 

What had the biggest impact on me the past year? What were the best moments

this year? Which ones were the ones I would have liked to have missed? Which goals

have been archived and which have been missed? What were the moments that

influenced me the most, that made me want to strive for more?

2013 had many moments that moved me, made me take a look inside. There were many

sad moments, family stuff burdening me down throughout the year. At the same time I had

many wonderful moments and inspiring encounters. 

Was I inspired to grow in 2013?  Yes, there were many of those moments that make one

get down to work and grow. I found renewed passion for creativity and the wish to explore

and go different ways. Many beautiful moments were spent dreaming up projects for

the future, wishing for things that seem too far to reach. But those usually leave the 

sweetest taste. A taste for what 2014 will bring. 

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A cup of cozy sunday

I wake up to a bleeping sound and the sound of raindrops against my windows. 

I had hoped to wake up to the soft silence of freshly fallen snow and a world

Caught up in magical glistening of softness all around. But i wasn't in luck this Sunday,

3rd advent. But even without the snow I was hoping for, a Sunday is a magical day.

It starts with a cup of coffee and soft music, some quiet moments spent slowly waking

up. It takes a while to focus, to wipe the sleep and strange dreams from my eyes. 

A strong coffe and some time later - minutes spent dreaming. 

I find myself thinking.

A Sunday should be made up of stolen 

seconds, minutes, hours.

Stolen from a dream, turned into some 

kind of reality of softest light, shadows and fabrics.

So I stole a second, a minute, an hour. I stole it to be with myself, 

lost in the here and now, but still far away. In that dream, 

in that soft light of this Sunday that faded away all too quickly. 

It was a Sunday of grays and tiny little rays of glistening sunshine peeking through.

A winter day filled with little tunes and the smell of freshly brewed coffee. Laced with the musky

smell of old books and long forgotten words. 

 

 

 

Writing with light

 Catching the last rays of light some cold and rainy sunday afternoon. Holding a piping hot cup of freshly ground coffee brings back some warmth to my chilled bones. A weekend that was 

too short again, with so many things I didm't get around to will have to wait another week to

get done. Where did all those long Sundays of the past go, where one was lazing around for 

hours and still had plenty of time left for seeing friends, being creative, go for a ride or whatnot.

Nowadays my sundays seem to have less hours and are over in the blink of an eye. 

Well, never mind as long as I do get some alone time.

Never mind as long as I have some beautiful light streaming through my windows,

giving me the opportunity to shoot some, and to sit quietly at the table, sipping coffee,

just watching the light change ever so quickly. This time of year does have something magical,

something that brings a smile to my face for feeling all cozy and special. All this glistening

brings back wonderful memories of past winters, of long walks in the snow, of riding a sledge,

of soft music giving the perfect backdrop to beautiful moments.

Holiday dreams

Sitting at my desk and dreaming of my holiday. 

Cover me pretty

I got an ipad case printed with one of my drawings. 

July in typo and August's blank page

I am starting a new thing - a monthly typo mood board. 

Kind of like a one word diary of happenings, thoughts, feelings, 

places or what not that moved me at the time. 

New project

Kaweco liliput

Passing the time

We are on our way to Denmark for a week of relaxation. I am so

looking forward to sauna and jacuzzi. Long walks by the sea and 

bike rides along pretty country lanes. 

Right now we still have quite a journey ahead of us and I am 

Passing the time drawing and watching the landscape fly by.