Dear reader,
There are moments that my head is filled with thoughts and not a single word can escape from my mouth. Maybe that was one of the reasons, I started drawing. But I managed to find the words, if they are the right ones, you can decide. I am writing to tell you that I am going on a new adventure – scary, emotional, mine. I am going HOME for a while.
I haven’t been to my home country for almost two years now and I can’t describe the feeling. Feelings, plural, as I can’t even count them now. And all of them should find a place where they can run freely. Sometimes I’ll write them down, with the heaviness of all the ink I possess but sometimes when I don’t have a single word… I will paint. That’s why I am going to bring my sketchbook and watercolours, not only to document but to canalize emotions and feel myself again.
I’m taking my favorite palette with all the warm tones my country possesses, with all the reds for late afternoons and warm hugs. I know I am going as a different person and that scares me most. Life has changed and so do I. Maybe someday even the palette will change but not the message. The message will stay the same – follow your own path. But you can’t just run forward without a compass, sometimes you need to reflect, to look back and see how much you’ve grown. To forgive yourself past mistakes and encourage this new person in the mirror, that she’s on the right way. I am taking all the pinks, as I need new glasses, to see the world happy again, like a child and just like a child to believe in miracles.
I will try to write my reader. At least that I can promise and even film. Till my next letter, stay creative and trust the process!
Love,
Radost