It took me a while to gather the words. I have felt for a long time that there were not much what I could share. Adapting to changes brought silence and peace. I needed a spark, shooting star which could wake me up from winter hibernation. I always thought that when I would have a new life growing in me my creativity would be in full blossom. But it did not work this way for me. I started to realize that my creativity subconsciously focused on baby and its magical- miracle creation. I understood that now I will share my creativity with this new part of me. It takes time to come back to painting. But once again I realized that creativity cannot be speed up. Waiting and patience are the answers. Inspired by the place where we stay and time of the year, my spirit is fulfilled with layers of blue and white. Constellations and star stories are still present too. There is something magical about the stars. I still remember all the moments in my life when I sent wishes to the night sky after seeing a shooting star. I have to admit that all of them came true. There is also the silence full of emotions when we look up at the night sky covered with stars.