SURROUNDED BY FOREST

Hello from under a bright blue sky. Such beautiful days for the summer to start to wave a slow good-bye. Starry nights, crescent of the Moon hiding low and yellow. Stars that wave from the darkening sky. Then the needles of the Sun in the morning pinching again. A farm wedding, long car rides, raspberries from an allotment garden and beautiful concerts. Swimming, blueberries, bonfires.

Last week the photo above arrived. It is taken by Liesl and of her own arm. With a drawing of mine tattooed on it, a commission of this drawing. A sweet girl that carries a small forest with her.

How are you?

Wind in the birch tree leaves, have a good day!

(The photo is by Liesl. Thank you Liesl for asking the permission and buying the copyright to use my drawing.)

SWINGING ON A BRANCH

Mornings, so silent, waking up with the light. Noons listening how the ice starts to melt again for once again. Breaking under steps, melting away. Streams around pebbles. A squirrel waits next to a mailbox. It must be the time when they roll their soft tails around new baby squirrels. Nests in fir tree branches swinging in the drama of the spring. (A song about a squirrel, take 1 & 2.)

Afternoons listening to new languages through radios. Reading new finds from the library shelves. Holding that black teacup once again, not always sure which of the green teas would be perfect for this moment. Choosing one called Limão. Taste of a sunny place, where the sun turns skin warm and brown. There is a bit of sleepiness in the air, the lemon taste makes the day fresh again.

Packing orders and a commissioned private painting of two siblings to their mother. Thank you to everyone for being here with me!

Evening for a concert of a favorite trumpet player, a few friends, a nice meal. A good welcome for the weekend.

Warmest thoughts to your weekend, make it a calm one!

ABOUT WEATHER & FRIENDS FROM AFAR

Dear You,

Never I guessed how many stories I would hear. Never I imagined all the weather reports that I have heard from you. The detailed descriptions of your surroundings, season or the day that you have had or the day that you are heading to. I love to keep on reading this book. It feels like traveling. A moment in rain, a moment in a beach, a moment in your baking kitchen. Thank you for being able to do so. Thank you with a curtsey!

Here the weather report is blue skied, brittle shadowed and long beamed. With walking and humming with birds. Breathing the new spring air and collecting freckles on nose.

This is a portrait that I painted for Claude Monique. The story of the painting is a Haitian proverb. Tipa Tipa ti swazo fe nish li. Bit by bit the tiny bird makes her nest.

Bit by bit I pour a cup of tea to all of you! Happy spring, happy March!

Hearts.

MR FOX, TUMMY FILLED WITH PILLOWS

Hello dear rainy Friday,

Here I write for you and wish that you are well.

The week here has been a soft one, with three new paintings and many many cups of tea. Sewing a little and bicycling far. Dreaming of adventures, stretching and reading. Learning, giving more space for thoughts.

Mr Fox appeared early this week on the yard. I bicycled home under a sunset after taking a friend to his train. Mr Fox ate something under the lilac bushes, I was surprised and he just very calm. Beautiful your suit, Mr Fox!

Perhaps an afternoon walk now, to fetch some balcony flowers. Would you like to join me under an umbrella?

Happy weekend dear all of you!