Year: 2025

I’m lost

I have had this website for so long, and for a while it was fun, I always thought that it would become a business.. But then so much happened in life and I couldn’t quite find my direction. Right now the world seems to be falling apart, we are all struggling and the news are dark and darker; people’s worries are dark and darker. And it’s a lot. In the middle of it our business is wobbly and I am not sure if we will have the money for the next month rent of home, studio & storage space. I’m caught between countries, citizen of none of the places I have tried to build a life, everyone is overwhelmed; returning to my home country is as scary as not returning; staying and applying for citizenship where I am is as scary as not staying and applying. Everything scares me, everything is out of balance. And I feel very unmoored. The only way forward that I can see is to keep going. But as I keep …

Remembering India, Climbing Charmundi Hill, Mysore, Karnataka— a very long time ago

Timeless memories in an ancient place, feeling welcome. A pilgrimage back in time, my time. Apologies ((I just realised that images here are not protected from being downloaded. That’s a little unfortunate and is the reason why I am not sharing my favourite images of the temple and sights on Charmundi Hill. I need to ponder if I am ok with giving these visual memories away without a meaningful price. I used to offer some of my images on Society6 for print on demand, but that wasn’t really worth it either. The occasional pennies..)) Anyway here we go  the MEMORY of ascending Charmundi hill.  I lied, we didn’t climb it, we took our rented scooters and at sunrise made our way from Gokulam, driving through Mysore city and up Charmundi Hill. Back then India was another world to me. It took me a long time to acclimatise and settle into the experience. The sounds, the incense sticks… … the views, the people. I am so glad that I got to experience the magic of this place. Magic …