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Symbols and self-analyse

I am drawing many different things here and there. I got to think about the symbolic and what it says about who am I. I will guide you through what I have found on the big internet and make a very objective analyze and conclusion. Butterflies Reading on a rather spiritual site that the symbolic for butterflies are reincarnation and happiness for the life.    Cats Cats are tame but at the same time an unpredictable wild animal. Soft, innocent and cuddly but in the next minute upset and hissing. Symbolizes changeable and unpredicted.   Teddy-bears A symbol for love and security Owls Who haven't heard smart as an owl. Symbol for knowledge and wisdom. What does this make of me? I am sweet and soft. A little unpredictable. Always right. Self-confident and love life very much.  Hmm no sign of nice and caring. A little naive and always late, but hey not that far off maybe..

Hot trip to Vienna

Beginning of August heatwave in Europe. It was hot in Prague. Team Nikolovski went to explore Vienna and it was even hotter there. But I mean really hot. Like hard to think and breath hot. Like 39 degrees at seven o clock in the evening hot. I might have mentioned it before, I don't do hot very well.. I become cranky and upset. But I am talking really upset and not very pleasant to be around. We had plan to explore Vienna for a few days like we did Budapest. We had a nice little list of things to see and things to try. The list is safely saved for next time we decide to go to Vienna. It was simply too warm to do anything much. I read a very good book, Mila fell out of bed and Mr Nikolovski was busy sorting parking out ( see below for more info..) We of course also ate a schnitzel or two.. Mila's ears was squashed in the previous car-seat, so she got a new one for big girls. Happy baby. Got her first balloon also which made her even more happy. The ballooned made me scare

My first year in Prague

It was in May last year Team Nikolovski packed bits and pieces and moved from Sweden to Prague. New country, new city and a new context. Exciting new adventure awaiting us. I know from previous moves that the beginning can be an emotional roller-coaster ride before getting settled down and feeling home in the new environment. I see it as a few different phases that you need to go through. First everything is exciting new and fun. That phase normally follows by one or two dips where you feel confused and a little lost. Thereafter it gets better again and then the curves flattens out and you start to get the hang of what is up and what is down and how to find your way around and eventually feel like home. How long it takes depends on many different factors and I guess it is very individual. It went pretty fast for us to feel home in Prague. Firstly it helps to be aware that moving is no walk in the park, that you have to be active and also to help and support each other. That was team

In working progress

I have a red frame. An old frame that I bought years ago. The frame was first wooden color and pretty dull looking. Then I painted it beige. And then black. And now it is bright red. Red and very empty. Waiting for the right thing to be put in it as many of my frames do. One day a few weeks ago I just knew what I want in there. Different simple comic pictures. The idea is in working progress but this is a my start.

Tårtbakning // Busy baking cakes

I am very excited! I have got the opportunity to illustrate an article in a magazine. It will be so much fun to see my illustrations in print living its on life in a magazine in the hands of other people. Very exciting!! The article is about mindfulness and is using cakes and its different layers as a metaphor. Something like "life is like a cake" I would say it is the 2.1 version of Forest Gumps philosophy "life is like a box of chocolate". Anyhow here is my selection of cakes and a couple of them will be used. Did I say that I am excited?!      

Rövardotter look, is that cool?

Jag har för mig att det var någon gång i början på året som jag bestämde mig för att jag nog ska spara ut håret lite längre igen. Vet inte exakt hur resonemanget gick uppe i mitt huvud när jag kom framtill att det var en bra idé med långt yvigt hår. Tjocka långa tagel likanande hårstrån i massor. Ett burrigt hårsvall som tar alldeles för lång tid att tvätta och torka. Vill jag verkligen se ut som Ronja Rövadotter? Nej vet du vad, nu är det jag som samlar ihop mig själv och tar mig till frisören snarast.