Sunday at last, nice and quiet, coffee in my hand and apartments to check on the internet. I’m listening to the birds chirping outside and peeping on Sam who sleeps like a puppy with his paws gathered.
The days pass by quickly, I barely notice them, between photography classes, interpreting here and there, a coffee with a friend and making dinner, Monday turns into Wednesday and suddenly it’s Friday all over again. I want to do all sort of things, I find photography exhibitions nearly every other day, but either they collide with my classes or the weather prevents me from getting out of the house.
Today we’re going to a friend’s place for lunch where I’ll be photographing her 3 years old with Sammy boy. It’s raining again, I can feel it in my limbs, especially after the party yesterday; we didn’t go to bed until 2 am. I’m too old for that, while everybody was dancing I petted Kalle, the dog of the guests. Both he and I were looking at each other with that pained face saying “turn down the music and then turn it off”.
Have a lovely day!
I’m discovering myself again through photography, through shadows and light, through longing and lust. I’ve never thought of myself as a very creative person before, but now I feel all these streams of consciousness awaking in me and all I want to do is listen. Continue reading →
I just read somewhere about in-betweens. The time in between these few moments of bliss that our life is made of- love, a smile from a stranger, a walk in the park, a sunny day, a cup of good coffee, a dog licking my face, the newspaper outside the door first thing in the morning. The person said she had a difficult time dealing with the in-betweens. Who doesn´t? I have, too.
I don´t know what to make of them. I don´t know how to let time pass without panicking like it´s my last second on this planet. I don´t know how not to live fast or just sleep it all away. I don´t know how to act like a normal person. I don´t even know what normal is, because to me I´m normal, it´s all the others who are strange.
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