Not all there is to know, we can see.

There is an emptiness, a void, that has to be filled with the wild air that wanders from the mountains back to the sea. We watch but don't see what we don't know. We watch the objects but fail to see time floating by. We...

Wednesday Wanderings (15)

There is no way to deny it, Spring is taking over from Winter. And I must admit, I'm not entirely ready for this bright white world to melt into a new season. I love the light, finding the first signs of new life and the...

Wednesday Wanderings (13)

One morning after waking up (that takes some time you know), I felt something had changed. The sun was out, the light was different and the air was suddenly softer. I moved pillows around on our kitchen floor so my dogs, and especially Ravasz the...

Wednesday Wanderings (12)

I can't move. An extremely tired dog is sleeping on my feet. And interrupting that would be a crime against cuteness.  I sit on my bed with my computer on my lap, looking back on a few incredible busy (but offline) days and working on...

Wednesday Wanderings (08)

I'll admit, I am obsessed with ice and its textures, so I just post all the photographs I took at this little waterfall :-)  -- don't say I didn't warn you! You can also follow me...

Wednesday Wanderings (07)

After weeks without sunlight, our black and white world was suddenly an attractive explosion of the most beautiful colors. Hellow blues and oranges and hints of pink! We made some raisin bread sandwiches (delicious bread by Brödladan, the best bakery in our area- and they are...

Linocut experiments

When I was in Belgium a few months ago, I bought a few different types of lino to experiment with. Since this type was much softer than the one I usually use, it doesn't have to be warm to be cut in a gentle way....

Inside my sketchbook

We don't meet as often as I would like, the sketchbook and I. The cold winter days are short and dark and I'm struggling to fit everything that I want to do in the few hours of light. And it's too cold to paint or...

Wednesday Wanderings (05)

Snow and more snow, gently smothering all sounds, covering all the colors. What remains is an almost black an white world. Until, perhaps, the sun comes out. Surrounded by more snow than we can grasp, we escape to the lake. White and frozen. The snow crunches under our boots and except our own...

Wednesday Wanderings (04)

I wonder sometimes if I take too many photographs. I try to leave my camera at home when it's raining or really (but really) dark. At the same time, I think:"how can it be a bad thing with all the joy it brings me to...