It's cold, and I have no other choice but to put up with it. I keep telling myself that it will hopefully be a couple more months of winter, and then the spring will arrive. The voice in my head goes back to the last
Naya said to me the other day that you need to make up activities for yourself in small towns and villages like this. That's true! We went out the other night to watch the meteor shower. Quite an activity, huh?! Guess where?! From up the
They set a big fire in the middle of the town. It's for the winter holidays. People gather around it, drink wine, red or white, and sing songs with their terrible voices. It's a bizarre tradition, but the people of the town seem to love
I'm beginning to enjoy my small window in front of my table. It certainly is an odd place to set your working station. Lack of space in this studio came as a big surprise that I had to learn how to tolerate. A little bit
The past couple days were somewhat revolutionary. Not to add an extra meaning to my new new-year theory, but I actually learned a lot from this trip. Everywhere could be just as comfortable as home. Every forest could feel like somewhere I've walked before. All
Writing might be my main art practice. I get to be one hundred percent free as I write, and let my imagination drift off endlessly. It's accessible, you can easily maintain your work; there's always a pen and a paper somewhere. I personally keep a