New exhibition up

Im spending the summer again in Norway, this time in my dear Ålesund, where I work at café Lyspunktet. When I wasn't working my behind off as waitress, barista or chef, I tried to paint as much as I could, because I set myself the goal, to have an exhibition during august at the same café. It's been quite a crazy workload and I've even built my own frames somehow. But now, I put the pictures up this weekend and they will be on display until the first week of September. Pictures will follow soon!

 

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Second year in Florence

... and it's already almost drawing to a close.

I haven't been updating this page at all. And so it becomes this circle. Because, who is actually reading this, or what is the prospect of someone stumbling over these words and caring about this content.

Yesterday I rode my bike along the Arno for the millions time, the air was a delight, the sun was kissing me and the city looked gorgeous in its pale sienna with the purple mountains as a backdrop. And in me formed the thought: Oh, I still really love you, Florence. Or maybe I am awakening to love you deeper. Very cheesy, I admit. But I am so often just gripped by the thought, that I love my life. And those moments are mostly on my bike, when I just realize, that I am living here and I am doing what I love. I simply get to learn to paint. And it is a delight. 

This second year had it's dark parts. I started of last fall with a double degree program with the Russian Art Academy in a so called "cooperation" (it seemed like they soon stopped their communication) with LABA -  Libera Academia delli belli arti. And I found myself in a hamster wheel that kept being spun from both sides until I finally collapsed before Easter in the shape of a severe cold, which simply took longer to recover from. It literally flt like a hamster wheel because coordinating both required a lot of biking from one end of the city to the other. Basically 9 - 21 days and the rest of my life was working out, making food, eating it and sleeping. So, thanks to the sickness I came to my senses and decided to quit LABA. Becuase it drained me and took my attention from the very thing I came to Florence for: painting. 

I am still grateful for the experience and will especially miss my amazing art history teacher. Learning photography and biking back late at night. But I am so much happier now. I am even writing this post, that no one will read and i don't care. I have energy again. i have more time. My whole week doesn't need to be planned in advance on the weekend. I can be social. My eyes are not lined with dark circles and my heart is full again with HIM, that I love and adore. I am so grateful to God. Just because. He caught me again. In a gently rapture like only he knows, how.

All that to say... hey, I am still here. I am still alive and more so, I am quite happy. I should probably stop talking and actually upload more photos...  

Almost one year in Florence already

I finished my first year at the Russian Art Academy successfully. it's been quite an experience. My life in Italy is very enjoyable. I've been rather busy with school and Italian course and life. My internet connection at home hasn't been that stable and I am afraid my plans to be active on this blog and give more glimpses here of what is going on, haven't been achievable for me.

But to sum up the past months... I learned Russian words like "shadow line", "good", "not good" , "more precise"... And of course colours and light and shadow... From the context you can gather what the professors tell you before the translator is done. But to have an actual conversation is rather awkward. At least, I find it difficult talking through translation... However art doesn't need too much words, but brush- and pencil strokes, which found there way painfully often as harsh correction lines into "my" work. Yes, there have been secret tears and then more out of annoyance to myself, naturally. Who likes to cry about rude lines in a delicately done - seemingly for a million hours- drawing??.... Ha!

But really,  it's been a great year with great teachers and learning and challenges, late night sketching and face hunting in the piazzas. And not to forget great new friends! It makes such a difference with whom you are doing life and I had the pleasure to study with a very colourful and fun crowd from all across the globe. Just what I was used to already love.

I got to live in a lovely tiny studio in the old city centre, bike to school on the worst, but every hipsters dream, bike. I lived through the mould season, the "no heat indoors" season (I was well equipped from Norway how to deal with that, it felt like a never ending hiking trip) and now am in the "it's too hot outside" season. 

And after these years here I will probably be completely unfit for German traffic...  

Its late, I am doing this from my phone and so I am ending this rather short and not giving enough justice to a whole year - blogpost with some sketches...  

You can see my main works this year here: http://www.dropsandink.com/

A presto!

 

 

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Final exhibition in Germany before take off

My time in Germany drew to a close. Long anticipated, somewhat dreaded and still coming way to soon, I am already sitting in Oslo, at "my" long missed home airport. After my wanderings it's been over a year, that I flew. I actually wanted to hitch hike back to Norway for the summer... but then I chickened out and found a super good deal with SAS, that convinced me to more ordinairy travel means. The culture shock is hitting me already in the face, but I expect to be over it once I am in Ålesund. Long layovers surrounded by the natives help ;)

Well, but back to Germany. I am so extremely thankful for these past months! This past weekend was the icing on the cake. I got to have another exhbition. This time, it was even crazier and I almost collapsed during the Vernissage, being extremely overworked and exhausted. Not quite the point. But some things are just worth it. With a lot of help from dear friends, it worked out and was really a great day. Thank you so much everyone, who participated.

Looking back on the past months, I cannot not be thankful. The whole year, I was able to stay with friends for free, I always had good people around me, always something to do and found random jobs that were just right for the moment. And I had my adventures. Driving a tractor to the Northsea, a random trip to Prague, a seriously random hilarious "hiking" trip to Ireland in January and another in Germany. Good company, challenges, time with God and bible studies, reflections and time and space to paint.

Now I am back in Norway for a summerjob. Before I will head down to Florence in September.


New prints in store!

New prints in store!

Check them out and give my etsy shop some love <3

little fashion illustration, that I did some time ago in New York for fun.

little fashion illustration, that I did some time ago in New York for fun.

girl dancer

girl dancer

There is more! Go have a look here!

As a feather

I like feathers.

Light as a feather

Light as a feather

I'm contemplating the idea of challenging myself to post one picture a day of something I made. I need pressure to be productive. This might help. Just raw, simple things. 

There is something about being faithful with what you have. Of course, I am not satisfied yet, with my skills, my ideas. But still, I need to create, I need to move with what I got so far. Then it will increase. And I need to be bold and humble enough to share it. Not because, I think, it's the best. But because, I want to be faithful with what I have and not hold it back.