Pebbels

The last days of November and beginning of winter. It has been time of the sea, dark and cold evenings, sitting with a book in front of the fire,  afternoons on the beach, piano soothing music and beautiful November full moon.
  Pebbles little round treasures picked from the beaches, carried in the pocket home to be painted one day. I spent last weeks painting mostly seashore finds. It was good to focus and take time working on the small objects. I combined my two passions: geography and painting in one again. I also enjoyed refreshing my knowledge about different types of shells and seashore finds.

Port Seton

I have been thinking recently about traces and marks of myself and my identity in my works. Also after weeks of reading historic novel I have been thinking about time and our inner and outer prints which we will leave behind one day. Our inner and outer artifacts, tracks and signs of our existence. What would it be? In the world full of constantly developing technologies, in the world when living without electronic devices seems to be impossible those days. What we will leave behind? My inner and outer artifacts will be memories, photographs, things which I made, collected and found like those shells from Port Seton and the other ones picked in the North of Scotland. 

Port Seton (watercolour)

List of inspirations

I would like to share with you the list of  my inspirations. It is strangely almost seasonal and fallows natural cycle. My inspirations are: black and white photographs of remote places, electric posts (not wires as much but electric posts in remote locations), moon, women, shells, seaside, leaves, driftwood (I love driftwood), ...feet, spirit and wild animals and all those things which are lost between words and images and could be found only through emotions.  I leave the clues of my identity in the techniques and the subjects I use and the more I paint or create the more I become aware of it.

'Lost' (acrylics)

'Lost there' (acrylics)