Showing posts with label typography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label typography. Show all posts

Monday, 11 March 2013

I DREAM


I dream. I think that dreams take us further, they make us to do and feel. Dreams comfort us. Dreams make us happy and to understand our life. They reflect our lives. Dreams can be small or big. I can dream of a cup of tea or of a neighbourhood without sad faces. Dreams are moments, they come and go. We try to reach them. They lead us. 

Dreams can be of a better tomorrow or a longer health. Still they don´t need to change anything. We can dream that this moment continues. We should have the same rights and possibilities to dream of the same things, we should be equal when dreaming and trying to fulfil them.

Even though I do not sign any specific religion or ideology, I think that I have a dream is one of the most beautiful sentences that we have on this earth. 

I Dream poster in the small online shop.

I Have A Dream was originally the title of a public speech by American activist Martin Luther King, Jr to call for an end to racism in the United States. 

The sun shines. Late afternoon coffee break on my balcony wrapped in a big woollen blanket, warmed by the sun. The freezing evening is already crawling in and the first daffodils should be taken in for the night.

Happy dreaming!

Tuesday, 25 May 2010

UNDER ALL THE PAGES




Hallo dear all of you,

Typography exercises for lunch today. (No. 1.) Or organizing and finding treasures behind the bookshelf. One lost drawing became found. Two years being lost or forgotten and still when finding it, everything from that moment became like those two years´ moments never existed. Blue pen on a light transparent paper, already a lot of leaves then, remembering the table and the window views while drawing.

Painting meadows today for the ones celebrating this summer. Walking under an umbrella, bare ankles getting splashes of rain drops through puddles yesterday. The birch tree scent is sweet and strong after every rain. A cuckoo sings in the allotments.

How is your Tuesday?