april 18, 2011

Searching.

Today I went into my sewingroom for the first time since mom died. It still looks the same since the move in early January. Nothing is in its right place, it's all a mess and nothing is really unpacked.

Untouched.

Uninspiring.

I'm searchig for something, I'm not sure what it is. I've misplaced my inspiration and my will to create.

Today I went into my sewingroom, stood there and looked around. Closed the door behind me. Maybe another time.

//Cici

april 15, 2011

Drömmar


Nataniel: Åh mamma jag drömde så underbart!

Jag: Vad drömde du då?

Nataniel: Jag drömde att jag dammsugade!

//Cici