Dear R, I would never describe myself as someone having artistic talent (excepting maybe finding my words or mixing the pieces of clothes from my wardrobe, but this is another story). Painting, drawing was never my strong point. But somehow at the beginning of each month, I search for my colors and models and start…
Category: Expat´s life
The fog
Hiking is sometimes like life, dressed in fog. You see only corners, spots, and shadows of the things that could be.You see enough so that you can make three more steeps. You try to cover yourself completely so that the cold and the unknown may stay outside. And what makes you keep going is the…
The labyrinth
Dear R, venice is a Labyrinth where it is very easy to get lost. Not only streets are sometimes looking all the same, but they are all looking like #postcards, inviting you to read the stories written behind the windows, at the restaurants’ tables, or in the masks shops. Venice is like a postcards collection, written…
The New Year postcard
Dear R, 2020 looked a lot like a Puzzle. It was beautiful at the beginning, as the picture from the box (doesn’t every year look amazing on the 1st of January? ), but a complete mess inside. It was a year full of days when nothing makes sense, and you would like somehow to throw…
Postcards from Munich 