the colored trees
The colored trees ‘the colored trees’, mixed media in a sketchbook Today I wander in this colored forest, although it is Winter here in The Netherlands. But I can always dream.
The colored trees ‘the colored trees’, mixed media in a sketchbook Today I wander in this colored forest, although it is Winter here in The Netherlands. But I can always dream.
Lately I find myself very easily distracted by all kind of thoughts, smartphoneshit and whatever comes around. What I miss because of that is time to create deeply from the core. I miss ‘listening to the Muze’. The Muze, at least my muze, is a voice inside of me that wispers her instructions very softly. So I have to be quit and concentrated to be able to hear her when she says for example: ‘take the red, put a line there, now work on big paper.’