Tons of schoolwork to finish, twelve hour day at school for me today. And so much more to do in a week or so. But I’ve found my calm somehow.
Sleeping accidentally late yesterday, a late evening coffee out with a friend, a new sky blue gardigan, life is good.
Today I am in love with these photos and a beautiful blog, manteli.
Now some sleep.
I always know the spring is really here when the symptoms of travel bug start to surface. I look through my old travel pictures, sighing. Talk increasingly about travel memories to anyone willing to listen. Then I start talking my best friend over, for us to book some cheap flights on a whim… Does anyone else get like this?
This year the holiday dreams are more like future dreams, though. And I need to travel them alone.
On a day like this one needs to listen to Golden. I bought the record in Amsterdam three years ago, so those two are eternally linked.
cool video my classmate made (in finnish).
Painting all day, filling out my first tax report (yikes!), drinking coffee too late in the afternoon. It’s a gray and dusty day, despite everything that is good right now.
Where there’s laughter, there is tears… I think I didn’t cry them all away at the time.
Turning clocks to summertime, cooking new foods, it feels like a real spring when there is sun. Today is a gray day, the kind you want to spend on a sofa wrapped into a blanket, and a third day of mysterious searing joint pain. Or not so mysterious, perhaps. But today there were also the best pancakes of my life, lots of coffee and magazines.
On most other days I’ve been feeling well. And not just well, but better than ever in my life. Dreaming vivid dreams in the night. Feeling awake before my morning coffee. No fighting off sleep after every meal. A couple of days ago I laughed so hard my stomach hurt (in a good way), tears streaming down my face, because I just couldn’t stop laughing once I got started. I think it’s been years since I laughed like that. I hope there is more where that came from.
Enough is enough.
I couldn’t agree more.
gardening..
Happy Easter! I am off to a week long holiday, visiting family, and boy do I need it… just to sleep really late, read a lot and eat some chocolate. Oh, and perfect my tofu cheesecake recipe.
Lately I’ve been into cooking:
gluten free day
have cake, will travel
Visiting Porvoo made me wonder whether I’d like to move back to a small town some day. It was so quiet, and dark, but still felt like home after almost ten years. I love giant cities where each district has it’s own feel, like Berlin, but it can’t be a coincidence my old hometown and my favourite spot in the world (for now at least) share some characteristics. Crooked streets, old wonky buildings and the possibility of getting everywhere by bike.
P.S. I’ve been working on my portfolio a bit. I like the super bare look for now.
soundtrack: jenn grant - dreamer
Drawn to bright colours. I need the energy.
Later today: going to my old hometown Porvoo to take photos and see my cousins’ gig.
Look at the cute envelope covering the gocco print!
Rainy day made better by beautiful mail. I’ve also got a stack of dutch magazines to read (the perfect way to study the language).
The cold is gone, I have a craving for yoga classes and fresh air. I feel like I am coming out of winter hibernation, shedding skin, thinking new things. Most days I wake up before the alarm clock, maybe it is possible to store sleep after all…
A couple of days school too, this week. Yesterday we visited:
Hahmo Design
Kokoro&Moi (ex-Syrup Helsinki)
drawn on christmas holiday (the date should be 10.1.)
Wishing there was nothing I needed to do, just curl up under a blanket with a book… I’ve been working twelve hour days lately, so not much blogging either. March should be easier, though.
Today it felt like the first spring day, but no camera with me. More sunny days, please!
office.nl
nago - archive of dutch graphic design
p.s. happy quirkyalone day tomorrow <3
it’s so grey in Helsinki.
I hope it’s spring soon so I can start riding my bike everywhere and not get angry at trams behind their schedule every morning. Need to get the bike fixed first though; It used to be my mother’s, it’s about 30 years old and has the original tires (Ever mentioned how I like old things?). Well, I’ve decided to get new tires.
Last night I dreamt of drawing with charcoal. Today I’ve been admiring this book (via Karin).
more inspiration:
the pelican project
kollega
faces in the clouds -blog
the post-it typeface