I felt I needed to take some distance from the blog and from continuously describing my experiences, so that I could walk my path for a while without the notion of communicating what I go through.I see now that it was helpful. There was an anger that wanted to come out. It is hard to…

With all his knots he found himself flying above the landscape He was a line who wanted to flow in curves he was a thought that wanted to open up to thoughtlessness Then, a feeling in the middle of the body turned into a mountain range with trees And emptiness as it has always done…

Maybe you wonder who is this little line in the picture that I called the baby with the orange light?  He represents, for me, awareness, which is always newly born. Right now it is looking at the rest of the painting in a previous blog, where there is some struggle. But he is from endlessness,…

And how does the last entry relate to my despair? Like Jonathan, I want to have my feelings acknowledged, so that I can let them go. I show my moods, my feelings and my beliefs to myself, when I paint. Before I start, I always ask that the painting will show me what is going on…

This is the beginning of the answer that I asked in the previous post.I sat with the eleven years old boy in the art therapy room. Let’s call him Jonathan. Christmas was coming and he wanted to draw a Christmas tree. I have been working with him for a few weeks by now and noticed…

H and I spoke about the light that I saw on the wall outside of my window. I mentioned opening a window and then opening the opening in the window.We talked about the pain. I thought about health and what my feet will do in a healthy situation. I have been making some kind of…

First started with a face. It is on the left.I almost decided to draw a face in a way that can be recognized. I started in this way and as I went along I answered impulses from the heart and distorted the face beyond recognition. Then I started drawing a little house. I thought about…

They are dancing and I want to dance too. You see, it is about being together, loving and loved. Somehow this protects you from sliding into the fire. But I am isolated. My skin is screaming. My mood rolls into itself and as a stone on the road it lets the little monsters play on…

A reading of the drawing:  Bye… I’m on my way folks With a horse’s head, with a bandaged foot Stepping off my pedestal While trees still give away their leaves To the barren earth Don’t think too much, land Allow the dark cow to jump off and fly The black and blue will disappear In…

One is inside and he meets with the other one who is outside. Or is he? No. Is it the one outside who is meeting with the one inside of himself? But the one inside is not complete. He is just a profile line, open in the back. The mind that is around him mingles…

Night is coming to the desert In the fading light Animals show up In a hurry As if their working day Begins Legs and tails Sharp little teeth Soon it is hard to tell If they aren’t really Thorny bushes Folds of earth Or empty rivulets Waiting for the floods That may or may not…