Koty - memiczne stworzenia. Każde ma własny charakter, własne zasady i własną definicję tego, do kogo należy człowiek. Irenka, na przykład, jest straszną zazdrośnicą. To zaborczy kot że śmietnika, o wyglądzie

Życiowa rada na dziś: jak ci źle i najchętniej zakopałbyś się pod kocem na najbliższe miesiące, to zrób sobie placki ziemniaczane. Nie mówię, że rozwiążą wszystkie twoje problemy, ale jednak ciężko płakać

... bo on taki inny jest. Nieszablonowy. Lubi być podziwiany. Nawet nagrody jakieś miał i grono fanów. Kiedyś liczyłam, że napisze post o mnie. O nas. O tym, że błądzi, że popełnia błędy, ale widzi je

Pięć lat. Od października do października. I co mi po tej miłości? Są takie chwile, kiedy człowiek siada i próbuje zrozumieć, w którym momencie zgubił samego siebie. Kiedy przestaje pytać, dlaczego ktoś

The pattern is a bit like on a pillowcase. More of a wall decoration than art. But I admit that I painted after a very long time of doing nothing. So. And as I was painting I was thinking about exactly

This is the Oskar Stadler Form humidifier, which in itself is beautiful, simple and functional. Together with my team at work, we decided to auction it off to the Great Orchestra of Christmas Charity

This forest has always surprised me.

Imperial Shipyard Route part.2 Interiors and steel dragoms

Gdansk, Imperial Shipyard. If you are ever in my city, be sure to go there. During the day or at night. A magical place, which is slowly, slowly being taken over by artists. It's worth seeing while it's

Lately, I have had a new interest - self-hardening clay. I've been wondering what to make with it. I don't want another jewelry bowl with a leaf imprinted on it and other dummies that are abundant on

Such trivial things I show you, but this is my start with clay. On such trivialities I have to try out the material. To see what and how. I already feel that I will have a lot of fun with it. I like beetles.

I See it darkly. But it will fit on on the wall in my bedroom. Better than pine trees in the sun and a deer on a roar. I guess...?

Tired, smiling, with great satisfaction from a good workout. I lie back and rejoice that I can do this. I don't care about anything else. This is called happiness.

And another dead root. This time let it be in color.

I'm waiting for the storm

After bad times come good times. I can feel it. The forest is so beautiful The people are kind of nicer. I'm drawing cool. I've lost 4 kilograms. It"s good...

This root reminds me of the skull of some sizable deer (antlerless). I love these old, twisted roots. I love their silver-blue color and how they sparkle in the sun.

This morning I woke up in a different forest. There was a storm in the evening and at night. The wind was breaking trees or uprooting them. I have been living in a camper car for a few weeks and that night

My youngest daughter's favorite actor. I actually like him too. Oh, Loki!

In my forest, the trees have eyes