Friday 27 March 2015

Moon stories III

I discovered that all my moon stories are connected. One story became a beginning of another. Synchronities happen also in art. My last moon story is about changes and connection with myself and nature.

There is also another story which I would like to share. Not mine this time, however it became inspiration for moon stories. It is Samuel's (age 2)  moon story which he painted. I absolutely love it and still inspires me.

Also I rediscovered a joy of playing instruments and how beautiful and magical sounds they carry. I owe this rediscovery to Samuel. He shares his love and passion to music so deeply that he puts the joy of playing music  back into my heart. I am so grateful  for meeting Samuel in my life.
Samuel's Luna

Sunday 22 March 2015

Few days

Scott and I spent few days at the North West of Scotland. Every journey, just like every day brings something. We nourished our spirits with writing, sketching, doing time lapses of night sky covered with stars and we took photographs which later would become inspirations for my paintings. We captured and preserved moments of beauty, stillness, being in the wilderness. We love it!
I wish I could fully describe the sound of the ocean waves, turquoise colour of water and smell of the air up North. Those will be forever captured in my heart.

Wednesday 18 March 2015

North West

'When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in universe', John Muir.

'We urgently need wild places available to us because they are part of the 'geography of hope'' , Robert Macfarlane.

Sunday 8 March 2015


I had an opportunity to exhibit my works in February and March. February display took place at The Engine Shed. My current exhibition is in the Morningside library in Edinburgh. It is nice and encouraging feeling to exhibit again and share my work with others.My heart expands with gratitude.

Tuesday 3 March 2015


Scott and I go for a walk every Sunday morning. We walk, we breathe, we talk and share dreams and listen to the sound of blowing wind. My heart fills in with wilderness, inspiration and creates moments of inner stillness.