“How indescribable the scent of autumn flowers was– barely a scent at all, really; just a faint, strange smell, pleasant but sad. Could a smell be sad or was it just the association with the dying summer?” - Dodie Smith, The New Moon With the Old
Creatively adventurous, be this watercolours, acrylics, alcohol inks. Exploring media, mixing them and bending the laws of reality. Often lost in the dreams and imaginary worlds. In love with colours, shapes and abstraction. Aware of the beautiful dream realms and untold paths which are not.. Read more…