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Got my complimentary copy of Custom Kicks the other day. It’s such a cute little book filled with wacky shoes and bright colours, I know I’ll spend ages exploring the artists websites. Good job makimaki!

Today has been laundry, trying to figure out Paris maps, checking up train timetables, booking things, printing things… who knew a month of travel was this much work to organize? Soon some cold medicine (just a tiny cold, and it needs to not grow bigger) and emails to friends I am going to see soon. So much to do before Saturday!

Kom maar naar de KABK!
said the email. No actually it said “We are pleased to inform you…” or something along those lines. I have no words today, just happiness.

And before those adventures there will be a month of travel: Beck in Berlin, Cafe au Lait in Paris, waterfight in Bournemouth, and million other things I can’t even imagine. We are leaving in eight days. Eight days!

soundtrack: London in the rain /summer in Paris

P.S. If you happen to have any leads on rooms/apartments in the Hague, please let me know!

Three day type design course at my school. We sarted with ink and moved on to fontlab (Where I worked on the letter “S” at least half the day, leaving little time for the other letters). All in all, I think I’ve found my calling <3

the ampersand blog
uncommon knowledge for designers at Ace Jet 170

Still busy… final schoolwork of the year.

soundtrack: Beck - Timebomb
I kind of feel like a timebomb right now. Angry, frustrated, excited, sad.
Lots of change to deal with.

I got my exchange portfolio for KABK ready and mailed two weeks ago. I wasn’t happy with how the portfolio turned out at all and keep having this sinking feeling whenever I think about it. It is difficult to want something as much and for as long as I have wanted this. It’s self destructing somehow. And now there is nothing more I can do, it is out of my hands. Whatever is meant to happen, will happen, I guess. So now, I wait.

Oliver Jeffers, via my friend Hilda who went to his lecture the other day. Lucky her!

soundtrack: Tori Amos - Lust (listening to old Tori songs lately)

Shooting work for my portfolio yesterday, Tuukka helped out and took this photo of me with the cards.

It’s getting warm. Eating ice cream outside, sitting on a sunny spot drinking bad coffee from a paper cup - kind of warm. All I want to do is go outside but no time to lay in the sun today. Just work. But everything will be done by next weekend.

Tons of schoolwork to finish, twelve hour day at school for me today. And so much more to do in a week or so. But I’ve found my calm somehow.

Sleeping accidentally late yesterday, a late evening coffee out with a friend, a new sky blue gardigan, life is good.

Today I am in love with these photos and a beautiful blog, manteli.

Now some sleep.

I always know the spring is really here when the symptoms of travel bug start to surface. I look through my old travel pictures, sighing. Talk increasingly about travel memories to anyone willing to listen. Then I start talking my best friend over, for us to book some cheap flights on a whim… Does anyone else get like this?

This year the holiday dreams are more like future dreams, though. And I need to travel them alone.

On a day like this one needs to listen to Golden. I bought the record in Amsterdam three years ago, so those two are eternally linked.

cool video my classmate made (in finnish).

Painting all day, filling out my first tax report (yikes!), drinking coffee too late in the afternoon. It’s a gray and dusty day, despite everything that is good right now.

Where there’s laughter, there is tears… I think I didn’t cry them all away at the time.

Turning clocks to summertime, cooking new foods, it feels like a real spring when there is sun. Today is a gray day, the kind you want to spend on a sofa wrapped into a blanket, and a third day of mysterious searing joint pain. Or not so mysterious, perhaps. But today there were also the best pancakes of my life, lots of coffee and magazines.

On most other days I’ve been feeling well. And not just well, but better than ever in my life. Dreaming vivid dreams in the night. Feeling awake before my morning coffee. No fighting off sleep after every meal. A couple of days ago I laughed so hard my stomach hurt (in a good way), tears streaming down my face, because I just couldn’t stop laughing once I got started. I think it’s been years since I laughed like that. I hope there is more where that came from.

Enough is enough.
I couldn’t agree more.

gardening.. 

Happy Easter! I am off to a week long holiday, visiting family, and boy do I need it… just to sleep really late, read a lot and eat some chocolate. Oh, and perfect my tofu cheesecake recipe.

Lately I’ve been into cooking:
gluten free day
have cake, will travel