A summerhouse, a room, needs love on the walls. I´m responsible for that love – and wonder which kind of direction it will take. Lately I have been dreaming of a wild combination of old, J W Woodhouse and Le Petit Prince.
The feeling you get when something touches you genuinely. A movie, a picture, a place or a song.
I will sort through the dayly buzz and try to find the glimpses of gold that lights a spark in me. All the fantastic things that you sometimes take for granted. Take a look around and lit the spark.