Daily Archives: June 16, 2012

I am not a copy machine, I am a story teller


With all the impressions from the morning at the market my head is full with all this images. It feels like having read a book full of powerful poems.
Back at the canvas I now have to figure out how to translate this, how to tell my story, do my interpretation of what I have taken in.

And I experience, that no matter what I do, it always will become my story, my interpretation. In the beginning we wish it would come out a different way, the way we think we want to have it look like.
But when we stay truthful to ourselfe, giving us the freedom of expression without judging we will learn to accept our own story, ourselves with who we are. Allowing us to slowly get to know a new facett of who we are.

the morning at a French market square – or getting lost in beauty

Second morning, waking up, drinking tee and than off to one of the most beautiful villages farmers markets I have visited. Coming from Germany I know quite a lot of nice markets, but this one, just leaves even me speechless and with a feeling of being drunk from all the most beautiful impressions around me.

Probably the french characters is what captures me and makes me feel like in one of the romantic roadmovies see know from Hollywood. For a couple of hours I am getting lost in the voices, noises, smells and melodies of a Saturday morning in a French village square – this could be a movie…..

And now, let’s go on with painting….getting out what I have breathed in this morning.