Me and my young family moved back to England about 3 months ago. We are slowly settling in. I’m learning to like and appreciate our life in London. I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling stimulated and it feels like here there are more opportunities and hope for our future.
HOWEVER
I’m scared to forget
I’m scared to forget the love of the little things.
The rumbling noise of our coffee machine cooking on the wooden stove.
I’m scared to forget the connection I felt when listening to the sound of the cracking fire.
I’m scared to forget the warmth of the fire on my face
I’m scared to forget the immense silence of winter in our house in the forest; the deep thoughts inside the most unknown part of my soul
I’m scared to lose myself. I write to remember.
I write to remember you in all the beauty you freely pour upon us.
The wilderness, the open spaces, water rivers, lakes and seas.
When I write about you, I see you, My Italy. I see you and I love you more than ever.
My 7-year-old daughter yesterday came back home to school looking a bit distressed.
Her classmates made fun of her because her shoes were worn out.
Sad how at such young age kids are paying attention to such small and insignificant details.
I wish those shoes could speak because if they could these children who bullied my girl, would understand that the shoes looked old because they walked into beautiful wild forests, and climbed olive trees, oaks trees and beech trees. They also accompanied my daughter to unforgettable hiking nocturnal walks, horse riding, bike riding and walking along sandy and rocky beaches.
If only they could talk….they would say they have still a long time before you can toss them away into the ocean or field…because this is where most of our unwanted items go
Let’s all teach our children to value beautiful memories with our loved ones and not new shining fashionable objects…
It looks like the world is going mad. My heart is broken and at times I feel I can’t handle it anymore. What it is happening in Palestine is wrong and no one should deny that.
However till today, there are people who are confused about which side to be or prefer not to talk about this topic, they believe their opinion doesn’t count and they think the Middle East is always at war… I heard all of it and beyond.
When at the end of the day is so simple to side with the truth.
If you are againstGENOCIDE. YOU ARE WITH PALESTINE
If you are against APARTHEID. YOU ARE WITH PALESTINE
If you are against CRIMINAL WARS. YOU ARE WITH PALESTINE
If you are HUMAN. YOU ARE WITH PALESTINE.
If you think Bombing Hospital – school – is a CRIME. YOU ARE WITH PALESTINE.
If you think killing civilians is a CRIME. YOU ARE WITH PALESTINE.
Euro-Med Monitor estimated that at least 15,271 Palestinians in Gaza have been killed, including 3,561 women and 6,403 children
If you want to stay on the right side of history you should stand with Palestine.
If you want to do something talk about it, share it on your social media, stop buying products that will enrich the companies that are feeding this massacre and give to charity if you can.
Every little helps and every word of support means everything to the people of Palestine.
I believe that each and every one of us is here on this planet for a bigger purpose. I strongly believe in God and I believe that creativity is in our DNA. If you think about it, humans always wanted to capture daily life activities, create beautiful things, produce jewto adorn themselves and so on and so forth.
“Archaeologists believe they have discovered the world’s oldest-known representational artwork: three wild pigs painted deep in a limestone cave on the Indonesian island of Sulawesi at least 45,500 years ago.” Read the full article here: https://news.artnet .com/art-world/indonesia-pig-art-oldest-painting-1937110#:~:text=Archaeologists%20believe%20they%20have%20discovered,found%20in%20Leang%20Tedongnge%20cave.
Life back then was tough, very tough but even then humans created ART.
I believe that art is God speaking through us and this is why we feel good when painting, writing, sculpturing and so on. It is our nature, I dare to say one of the main reasons why we are here is to celebrate and express the voice of our creator and creation.
From human history what we really treasure and value the most are the things that humans have created such as paintings, buildings, potteries etc and those pieces tell us a lot about who we are and how far we have come from.
I once was talking to my husband and he stated:” AI will replace most of the jobs out there, what are we going to do ?” And I said “We’ll do what we are supposed to do, create art and beauty.”
Honour this life and express it through art.
This is what I have decided to do whether through photography, writing or painting. This is where I feel the most connected and content. If only everyone would create some space to express their creativity our world would be a happier place to live.
I’m currently on day 24 for my 100 days drawing challenge. Here’s my blog post about it : https://peaceful-space.co.uk/drawing-challenge-100-daily-drawings-challenge/
I’m feeling creativity active and
the more I draw the more I feel at peace.
The more I draw the clearer my vision becomes.
The more I draw the more I know about myself.
Art is part of who am I; although I am nowhere near the end of the challenge I can harvest the benefit from it already. It shocks me to the core. A new daily habit that makes me somehow secure about myself.
I wish I started earlier but for years I believe I wasn’t good enough and even if I am not to your eyes, SO WHAT? Art is doing wonderful things to my soul and this is for now enough for me.
With the wish I inspired you to create more of the things that makes you happy
It has been a difficult time lately. I have a stone on my stomach and it feels like the world is falling apart but I’m positive and I trust in God.
Today we rode our bikes to school and instead of going back home straight away I decided to go for a bike ride in our local park. I enjoyed every little bit
The fresh air
The warm sun
The feeling of the blood running through my body
The beauty of the leaves turning yellow, brown, orange, and purple…
The ducks and geese in the lake
I wish I had someone to enjoy this moment with me but then I thought that that I WAS ENOUGH.
I believe life can be beautiful even in our darkest moments. We just need to look outside, try new things and never stop to appreciate every little blessing that comes in our way and last but not the least to have faith.
