It will be long chapter, so I decided to divide it into few pieces.
During last month's of living in the farm next to the great river, which as it turned out, was built on old oleander cemetery, little girl has begun to dream about her own place. Where she can really make things according to her heart, where her Family and books will have safe life. She was tired of starting ever...
2021-10-23 18:20:26 +0000 UTC View PostI thought about sharing with you simple practising with new toy. With tripping over stumps and sticks, with city noise I'm currently thrown into and awful sound of camera catching focus...
It's not, hmm, "finished product". It's only a sample of my third fun with fans, which shows me how many things should I improve both in my movement and the filming. For example using the constant...
2021-10-18 17:23:35 +0000 UTC View Post
After returning to old, ruined fortification, after few months of living without electricity, reality forced the pack to move on. First place was only... let it call, a bus stop. A month of life in a bottle. Time for repacking, deciding which things are really necessary, time for laundry clothes full of old dust from tower bedroom.
In the end of cold November they packed rest of stuff, th...
2021-10-17 12:12:39 +0000 UTC View Post
During living in the old ruined fortification, she was taken for a month for - let it call - winter holiday. Also to palace, but this time, renovated, warm and clean. With her deamon, very young Rogaty and Driada they met there old friends. Lucy - German shepherd, who years ago was rescued by her deamon from the stable, where Agresja used to live. I mean "rescued", because the owner of the stab...
2021-10-16 06:19:43 +0000 UTC View Post
This post will be completely different than others. Maybe it will show you a bit more of my path as a, hmm "creator" (I hate being called an "artist", I don't feel as one of them).
You can listen to this music in the background.
Let me tell you a tale. Or a chapter from the wh...
2021-10-15 10:57:41 +0000 UTC View Post
When the temperature near the ground is around zero degrees Celsius, the cold sand bites your feet, it's nice to warm yourself by the fire that swirls around you, producing beautiful, natural music to creative dance.
I don't want to set the world on fire
"Demiurgos " was name of on...
2021-10-11 08:50:37 +0000 UTC View Post
“- How does freedom feel?
- It's a change."
/ "Reservoir Dogs, director Quentin Tarantino /
Let me take you for lightning-fast journey through different worlds which can amaze on almost every step. The lands of Nature, lands of wonders, lands of lovely differentia...
2021-09-27 14:16:11 +0000 UTC View Post
There are some gifts in my life, some small things which wait and wait and wait... They are too beautiful to put them quickly into any kind of role. But they contain the most valuable tiny things for me. Memories. Dreams. Unrealities.
2021-09-23 12:06:45 +0000 UTC View Post
The world became colder and the air smells the rain. Time around the full Moon doesn't allow me to sleep longer, so finally, after few days I was able to hid myself again in the Forest. This time I decided to share with you a bit of my actual reality, so I took my camera for a walk through dark and silent Woods, where Trees dance in their very own mysterious way, where we can find boar's bathro...
2021-09-23 10:56:43 +0000 UTC View Post
Close your eyes.
Imagine a flat. In the new building. Quite nice flat. Bright, clean, spacious even it's not big. There is a Forest relatively close to this block, from which I bring some treasures, with which I try to make the interior caress the soul. Sounds nice?
It's a cage.
So once again jump into depths of imagination. Let's put the music on, light some candles and maybe incen...
Celebrating Mystery
Look at it: nothing to see.
Call it colorless.
Listen to it: nothing to hear.
Call it soundless.
Reach for it: nothing to hold.
Call it intangible.
Triply undifferentiated,
it merges into oneness,
not bright above,
not dark below.
“Where my love is going
There will I go.
Where his boat is rowing
I will row.
We will laugh together,
Together we will cry.
If he lives I will live,
If he dies I die.
Where my love is going
There will I go.
Where his boat is rowing
I will row.”
"Tales from the Earthsea" / Ursula K. Le Guin
Laundry, reading, a bit of...
2021-09-08 13:32:33 +0000 UTC View Post
Even though my life made trick on me, I still run with Trees with a smile on my face and love in my heart, finding beauty all around me.
Step with me into the Forest which I'm just getting to know, wooden friends which I'm meeting and listening to their stories. Where light makes gorgeous spectacle every minute. Place where me and Wierzba can run and play carefree. Where we are safe.
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Try to change the perspective for some time. What you see in reality when you turn head? When world is upside down? Try to close one eye, than second. Listen to wild friends. Listen to all of them. They dance. They sing. They whisper. Even in silence.
Have you tried to count colours of spiderweb?
“The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the a... 2021-09-02 19:45:39 +0000 UTC View Post
How my creative process looks like from "the kitchen"? Peaceful, messy, smoothly, natural. I don't make any pressure to take photos. I just go for a walk (usually before Sun rise) and catch tones of reality, of the Nature around me, of emotions inside me play during particular day.
Of course, sometimes there is a glimpse of an idea in my head which waits and waits for perfect aura, perfec...
2021-08-30 14:28:35 +0000 UTC View Post
Sweet and milky. First homemade coffee since... I don't remember when.
Worked good.
Recently mornings covered with beloved Mists wandering amongst the old Trees, make my heart extremely happy, the scent of coming Autumn create a desirer to dance. And I dance. A lot.
Sometimes our steps create very own fairytales. Every choice has a meaning not only for us. Not every choice has good consequences, in long distance.
And everything might be something completely dif...
One of those non-simple mornings filled with cold droplets of Dew dancing on the grass and leaves, light of the Sun stroking gentle whole world, Mist covering reality with the one of the most wonderful spells that exist for me.
With Trees and Water.
With Moon and Sun.
With Nature.
Drops of water, sharp as a multitude of needles, keeping fire in check, so as not to burn completely myself and everything around...
2021-08-23 15:10:35 +0000 UTC View Post
Walking, dancing, running, humming, whistling quietly with whole Nature through our paths.
2021-08-21 08:15:12 +0000 UTC View Post
I've always wanted to create photos with this gorgeous desk but I hadn't had good light in place, where it used to be. Aren't the settings adorable now?
2021-08-19 15:54:12 +0000 UTC View Post
After some travelling time I found time and place to create a bit. Let's start slowly again. From the kitchen for now.
And well, sweets are on the highest shelf...
2021-08-18 20:12:47 +0000 UTC View Post
If you're lucky enough, you can meet them running wild and free. Or if you're not lucky enough you can meet them...
2021-08-12 16:33:00 +0000 UTC View Post
It was my fourth meeting with this lovely young Soul, who surprises me more and more. In difficult time for me, she came with lot of positivity, smile, calmness and warmth making me will to create together.
Last year I discovered yoga and I still try to be better in it. To be better for myself through it. Slowly, day by day, I'm more and more i peace with my body and also my mind. During such hot summer, beginning day this way, with birds waking up world around, while in background bees work hard with blooming linden-tree, is something which fills spirit with calmness and optimism for long time. 2021-07-12 06:32:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Yup, I made also very simple and very short video when I wade like a heron on wild meadow. Just to share with you joy of being free, being filled with positive energy. When I can be one with surrounding and surrounding pours into me with every sense. By sounds, smells, views, touches...
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2021-07-05 10:37:50 +0000 UTC View Post
