About

Nomad soul. Currently in Andalusia, Spain.
On an endless journey to unblocking my creativity and overcoming fear. At times I even manage to create something. Aiming to make it happen more often ❤️

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Great Wall of China, 28 October 2016, 14:36

A bit more about myself…

I write to make sense of this life.

I draw to experience it more intensely.

All the stories you’ll find here are autobiographical.

Most of the photos have been taken with my mobile phone. I never carry a camera.

I have no education in art or drawing.

In 2013 I took a pencil and started to draw. Since then my fears and concerns about the unattainable dream of becoming a full-time artist have only allowed me to create something once every 3-6 months. I know it’s not a lot, but it’s something.

In 2014 I worked hard, turned to a more minimalistic life and saved a good amount of money.

In 2015 I left everything to go on a journey that would take me around the world for 2 years. I left in search of my own creative path. Instead, I met myself. And found Love. All along the journey I felt my whole life had turned into a film I was eager to watch.

In 2016 I lost myself again. I don’t know how. But it happened. Just the way life happens. Since then, I’ve read a lot about breaking creative blocks and overcoming fear. It’s all in me. I just haven’t found a way to put it into practice yet. But I’m stubborn. Many small steps make a big one.

In 2017 I moved back to my hometown in southern Spain, back to my old flat and my former job. I was physically but mostly emotionally exhausted. Being home is always healing. But recovery is slow.

In 2018 I find myself feeling lost and confused more often than not. I find modern life overwhelming and beyond all understanding. I’ve turned into one more of the million people who live for the weekends. At times I even try to convince myself that this is how things are, this is how the world works and it’d be easier if I just accepted it. Then when I’m about to surrender, I remember my life back in 2015 and realise this is not true. There can be something else. There has to be. I know there is.

In April 2018 I’ve made a commitment to myself to stop crying around and actually do something. To stop feeling helpless and waiting for the right moment to act. To start bringing more meaning into my life. To make every week count.

Today my aim is to take the next tiny step that will take me further in my own creative journey towards a more meaningful and fulfilling life. Whether that means watching a tutorial, sitting to draw for 5 minutes or writing in my journal. That’s already further than I was the day before.

If this seems of any interest to you, I’d be more than happy to have you on board.

Let’s turn ordinary into… extraordinary.

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Cabo de Gata (Almería, Spain), April 2017
photo by Mostafa Allam


Istanbul (Turkey), 11 April 2016

Today is an important day… for me. Exactly a year ago, on the 11th of April 2015, I left my hometown, my family, my friends, my job, my comfortable house and my safe environment, to jump into the unknown in search of passion, hope, dreams… in search of a more adventurous and exciting life. A life that I could imagine, create and shape by myself, according to who I am, what I believe in and how I see the world. A life I can look back at when I get old and say it was worth living. A life of no regrets, no broken dreams, no “what ifs”. A life maybe a bit unconventional, but a life of my own.

Today, I look back and I can hardly believe all I’ve been through, all I’ve learnt, achieved, changed. Although it was mostly pretty amazing and I lived some of the best moments of my life, the way wasn’t always joyful and pleasant. It often bloody hurt too. Because change hurts. Evolution is painful. There were many times when I felt lonely, sad and lost. But I can say that every minute of it was damned worth it.

Today, I’m still pretty lost but I’ve learnt that it’s fine to be so. Today, I still have no idea of where I’m going, and I’m not even sure that I want to know it any longer. But today there is one thing I’m sure of… today I do know I’m on the right way.

And today, I want to thank all the amazing people who have been part of this incredible journey in one way or another, because without amazing people around you, nothing makes any sense, at all. So thank you…

To one of the most extraordinary people I’ve ever met. Ece Ger I really hope life will bring us many more adventures together.

To the wonderful people who made me feel home during my 5 months in Paris. Tomás Prat, Ece Ger, Jim Haynes, Côme Picornell, Maria Prieto, Yasmin Mohamed.

To my beloved friends and all the wonderfully crazy people I shared time with during my 3 months in Barcelona and helped me celebrate one of the most memorable birthdays of my entire life. Donnie Nicolson, Marta Varea, Carola Sol, Georgina Gerónimo Gómez, Yelena Kondrashova Sayko, Mostafa Allam, Yuri Pezkhamino, Kat Mason, Wouter Verwer, Dory Spencer, Django van Ardenne, Zoé Bahy, Nina Leestemaker, Ioli Tzouka, Emilio Alonso, Jose Luis Cano, Anja Jozic, Charla Wood, Lisa Isabella, Arnout Krediet, Iris, Elena, …

To Mostafa Allam, the extraordinary man who took 1 month to show me Vietnam and Myanmar and helped me find so much magic in the world out there. And to Daniel Viera for helping me plan it and answer my thousands of questions.

To my Turkish family who made me feel home from the very first day of my arrival and continued to do so during my past 3 months in Istanbul. I will miss you all. Ece Ger, Oğuzhan Akalın, Ilkyaz Kocatepe, Ezgi Sadikoglu, Elif Idiz, Aksel Bonfil, Merve Baydar, Zehra Gokcimen, Gokçe, Zeynep Malaz, Robbie-Lee Valentine and many others.

Last but not least, to the most amazing friends one could ever wish for. Thanks for supporting me, for getting excited with me with every new adventure, for encouraging me at the moments I felt scared to death. Thank you for always being there. You mean the world to me. Victoria Benavides, Antonio Aguilera, Elena Carrasco, Divana García, Marta Varea, Josefina Almorza, Miquelle Martinez Galindo, Miguel Angel Del Aguila Hernandez, Lola Haro Gil, Virtu Villaescusa Tárraga, Emilia Martos Contreras, Jose Kc, Andy Leitch, Donnie Nicolson, Marian Campra, Eris Loy, Sofiya Bóteva. And to the most amazing parents one could ever dream of and who, despite not being very happy about what I do, continue to unconditionally love me and look after me wherever I am, whatever I am doing.

Finally, thanks to all the people who ever felt sincerely happy for me. I hope I haven’t forgotten anyone, and if I have, please forgive me. I carry you all in my heart.

Thanks life, you’ve been damned generous to me. I promise to keep trying my best not to ever disappoint you. The journey continues. Dream, believe, explore… live.

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Somewhere over France, 11 April 2015, 21:05
by Marta Moslw

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