The Eye

As I told you, it's pretty bad...looking forward for when it starts turning green and yellow...

Still blue

God, I can't stand people who initiate group hugs! I don't know what it is that bothers me so much about it, but it's just sooo ridiculous and it makes me want to puke.

My blue period is still going strong, found the perfect shade for my livingroom, now I just need the time to paint. Also bought two chairs with blue seats and backs. I'll show you soon, they're gourgeous! My eye is also blue. And not as in "I have blue eyes", it's the area under my eye, it's purple and blue. Not so gourgeous...

Went to the theatre last night. It was kind of spur of the moment. Hadn't planned going, but I happened to talk to a friend who was going, and it was the last time the theatre was showing that particular play, and I had the night off from work so why not. And apparently I wasn't the only one who was having a night off, bumped in to seven friends at the theatre. That might be a record, considering it was a childrens' play. Ended up going out with the cast of the play later that night. It was fun. Waking up this morning when my chairs were being delivered wasn't quite as fun though.

Blue

I'm defenitely having a blue period right now. But it's not just any blue that will do, it's the bright blue of the sky on a cloudless sunny day. Planning to paint my livingroom blue. It'll be great.

...then if I could only find that pink leather couch...

I'm thinking I'll have time to paint the walls in June. Can hardly wait! Maybe I should let you see it once it's done?

The big dilemma for today is what to do tonight - invite a friend over and enjoy a bottle of red wine, or go out running? I'm hoping I'll have energy for the running once I get home because I'm in such awful shape right now, something needs to be done about it!

Inspiration, please!

Being creative on demand is not the easiest thing. Especially when you lack time. Sometimes I need an empty gym and several hours just working alone and trying things out to be able to create something. Other times I might get inspired by the shape of a chair, or the noice of the city, or the pattern of side-walk plates. Sitting on a train or bur also tends to inspire me, maybe it's the notion of being on your way somewhere, or maybe it's just the fact that it's a quiet moment to yourself. But what I still need to learn, is to write things down!! I should write everything down, whenever I think of something but I don't...I convince myself I will still remember it when I get home...but I don't...

Tomorrow I'm going to watch and give feed-back on three different performances by teenagers. I wish to be inspired, and I dread hurting the young ones by being too constructive or harsh...

Clowns without borders

foto: Alex Hinchcliffe

I suppose most people have heard about "Doctors without borders", but how many of you knew there is also an NGO called "Clowns without borders"?
There is, and I went to see one of their show/presentations yesterday and was truly moved by their stories. If you happen to be around Helsinki or Stockholm this or the following week I suggest you check them out.

www.skratt.nu

http://www.teaterhogskolan.se/web/Skratt_utan_granser_1.aspx

I've always had a thing for clowns...they are so hot in their own weird tragicomic way. So humane and vulnerable and strong at the same time. Much love to all the clowns out there!

collecting experience

I've also realized I am no longer 19. Staying awake all night every week looking for inspiration, a good time, something more, something more, always something more, something bigger and better, something that will make me feel alive is not as easy as it once was.

I have dark circles under my eyes. They weren't there when I was 19. I guess that is what aging, staying awake, and emotional base jumping does to your face.

Randomness

I guess it's now appropriate to say that spring really has arrived. Finally! How I've waited! I absolutely love this time of the year.

Went out this weekend. Ended up at a small, intimate after party. Just four people. One law student, one med student and one business school student, and me. Hah, who does not belong in this picture? At some point of the night we realized that nobody there knew more than one of the other people there. Somehow we had all assumed that everybody else already knew each other. Best part of the after party would have to be the next morning when one of the guys made the rest of us breakfast, salad, oranges, grapefruit, bacon, fresh bread..delicious! It made for a little pic nic on the livingroom floor.

Now I'm thinking about going to see a small play tonight by four clowns. It could be fun.