Guess what, I just turned 30! Despite the gloom, I could hang in now, I am actually super stoked about this coming decade. I don't know, but being 30 seems like the age, where I finally am out of silly troubles from my twenties. The age where I can look back on lots of fun and travels and good friendships and forward to more of it. It's the age where I think, I will be taken more serious, especially by myself. And where I actually do stuff. Where dreams turn into reality. Well.. all that to say, I am looking back on tremendous blessings and humbly forward to more. It's crazy how life turned out so far. but most of all, I want to be a serious painter. I just love painting, and I want to do it as my living. That alone is an adventure, and I'll see how it will turn out.
I have one last year left at the Florence Academy of Russian Art and then I kind of have to have figured out, where to move to next and what my plans are... haha, I'll keep you posted, as it goes.
My birthday was pretty epic. I got to take a trip to Turkey out of all places with one of my best friends. And with that I managed to have visited my 30th country before my birthday. Whoopwhopp! Back in Ålesund we rounded up the day by celebrating with my tribe in a cave in the mountain. Lit up by candles and bonfire and with amazing vegan ice cream made by a friend.
Now after a busy summer in my beloved Norway, i find myself back in Germany since yesterday. I've been so blessed with reconnecting with friends and making new ones. A highlight was definitely to put up an exhibition. That whole thing was rather a stunt, but it worked out. Now I am hoping and trying to be patient, to have more sales, so that I actually get some profit and not just cover the expenses. Anyway, you can always learn from everything, no matter what the outcome may be.
I've also been blessed, that i got to work in "our" coffeeshop "Lyspunktet" in Ålesund. That place feels like a living room to me and i always run into good friends there. so many good meetings.
beside my morning runs though, I hardly had time to explore and go hiking, which I would have loved to do. But I was so busy with work and with painting, that I was quite caught up with it. Next time, right? I also wanted to paint way more the sceneries. Also, next time.
Here is a little dream of mine: wouldn't it be awesome to own a camper or some kind of car, that could be used like a mobile studio and i could travel Europe and paint where ever I go - random people I meet and sceneries I stumble upon... oh, I'd love that. We'll see.
For me it's quite difficult to come back to Germany. Every time. It's simply strange. No problem going to new places, strange countries etc, but coming "home" I feel disoriented and like a weirdo. So, I go to the forest and it makes me feel better. Here's a painting I just did, sitting snuggly on the moss.