Category: California living
I’ve been mulling with scattered painting in all the sketchbooks around me. I must admit, I have several sketchbook explorations (sizes, textures, colors) running in parallel right now, and it’s hard to keep up. Instead of thematically arranging my sketchbooks, I have learnt to embrace the chaos, that’s what I tell myself, in order to…
On islands we were, we belonged somewhere! Our world, it came apart, We spoke, We broke, We were torn, It was only a part. Then came a thread, Connecting us to art; And all is well And so we start.