The other day my mom told me that she “harbors” a poem which I wrote on my sixteenth birthday or something, and that now she feels the time has come I hear it… Read More
a princess among girls. And though she’s hiding from the Sun, I know, The Sun will find her. My sister.
As I was cleaning our wine cellar today I took photos of the two paintings that were hanging on the wall. Both of those paintings were painted by me. The first one (from… Read More
Do you think they ever cut the cord? I made this painting for my mother, because of my mother. I kept thinking, how do I describe and how do I explain the… Read More