I made it this morning! Against the odds. I made an egg stand. Continue reading
Love is like a good soil. It may be muddy sometimes, but it’s the thing that makes you grow. If it doesn’t than it’s not love.
Well, well, well. For all of you who know about Alice, it will not be surprising that something like this could have happened. Continue reading
Sometimes it looks like my itchy feet open doors for more traveling even when money is scarce. But it is really friends that are crucial in sailing the seas of nomadic life. Of course, a good pinch of adventure salt is necessary to spice up every round of this game called life. Continue reading
There is something special about summer. Something so important for recovery, for defrosting, for awakening. For feeling alive.
Today, as summer is leaving the North and moving to the South, I would like to share a small photo gallery I compiled on 500px, honouring summer and care free life. Click here or on the photo to view the gallery.
Hope some of you may enjoy it, whether you are North or South!
Hello Autumn, nice to see you again!
I wrote to my friend yesterday that I felt like I was standing at some huge crossroad that still had to be built. And it’s good and bright there, even if a bit windy. Continue reading
This post was triggered by a conversation I recently had. Somebody asked me: “Well it’s great you had a good time and you feel well now, but how are you going to explain a year long gap in your CV?”. I felt for a second I might be in trouble. But then, a new girl in me stood up against the looming fear: Continue reading
I know hardly anything about design except that I am a designer. I have made a few things in my life, and now I am trying to remake the very life of mine – of who I am and what I do. This personal re-creation project is to some extent inspired by the maker culture in its critical mode (if these terms are new to you and you wish to learn more, you can check this out and then hear this podcast). In other words, I am trying to DIY myself against the odds, and I hope that rambling about it may help me, and perhaps may inspire some of you out there.
By the way, ‘DE-sign’ in the title of this post is not a typo. Continue reading