Creation and Love are twins. The former is the latter and reverse. Always together, dressed in the same outfit, distinguishable only by the very few that actually can spot the nuances. Continue reading
Probably many women my biological age dream of having a baby. Not out of fear of loneliness in the elderly days nor out of “I want to leave something behind in order to mean something”, but out of pure creation instinct. Continue reading
Last year I chose to create. With that simple decision my life has changed significantly. I allowed myself to live more fully and colorfully. It was the time when I grew the most. I owe it to all the people who challenged me, in a good or bad way. But I am most thankful to myself. For making the time, having the guts, dedicating the money and taking action to make something when it hadn’t existed before.
The biggest learnings of 2017?
I know that when I can’t sleep I should turn to writing because it means there’s a crowd of thoughts in my mind queuing to the nearest exit of expression. Some of these thoughts are so much in a hurry that they buy a VIP pass to escape first or else they’ll make a huge riot inside my head. Continue reading
How does it happen that some ideas pop into my head? Where does the so called inspiration come from? Some thoughts are so brilliant that make their recipients great discoverers and steal their names and give to theories. Why some artists are known for their unique style, like U2, Warhol or Channel? Continue reading
Every time I want to express a positive emotion, a thought, a feeling and I don’t, it’s like throwing away food or money into trash.
Every time something bothers me and I don’t express it, is like swallowing a portion of poison.
How to express then? Continue reading
15 years ago, in highschool, I lost the biggest love of my life, because for almost 18 months I was afraid to admit how I felt about him until he started to treat me like a sister. 12 years ago I met quite a copy of him in London, where I worked during my studies. I was dying to go to bed with him, but what would he think of me, what would my family say… Continue reading