“As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.’
She shook her head but she did not move or touch me.”
- Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea
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…