What Killed the Artist / The Artist Wakes Up

I couldn’t get anything done, because I couldn’t slow down enough to do what it actually is.

I can make something, because I can slow down enough to do what it actually is.

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

About the studio

One day, I realized I couldn’t keep doing what I was doing anymore. I needed to know myself better inside and out, to connect up. Something ended, something faced & felt, and something grew. I have been lucky enough to make this studio, and I am working on getting to know my life and myself from here. For me, this means creating more space for nuanced living, which is: attention, fascination & joy of the mundane. Its about the subtlety of what speaks to you / from you. I'm exploring this in my little yellow studio. Let's see what comes!