new things.

As the winter is coming to an end, seasons are shifting and there is a sweet scent in the air.
I am silent. Drawn back from the so distant seeming world outside...thoughtful.
I was sorting out some artwork also old and new photos. Somehow this desire to be creative, share beauty and make something out of nothing...it is stirring up in me and it makes me restless. So little time. But i´m taking it anyways because it is what i´m made for. I am and always will be  an artist, no matter what i do. Why are we defined merely by what we do? Why is this always the first question when we meet someone new? There are some much more relevant things to ask. I am tired of that question and especially of being defined by it. What i am studying is a small part of my path yet there is so much more that moves me, makes me alive and stirres my heart.
Next year i might me doing something completely different, will a be another person? or just in another box for the people who prefer to think inside of them.
Mainthing is...i know that there is more to life, much more than what is visible at the moment. And everything is possible for the one who believes.

the photos have been taken with my new(very old) canon film camera. unedited. just like that.