Combining everything

So i grew up, but I needed to find new ways to express myself. And engineering did not turn out to be very creative on a working environment.
So I decided to travel to find out...whatever form of career existed towards finding the right activity that would complete me.

Numbers

I love numbers, and formulas, and solving problems. I thought I would become an inventor at some point...

But I became an Engineer intead.

Writing

I loved reading...

And so I started writing. My first journal had a teedy bear cover...I was only 6.

The Artist in Me

I thought I would be an artist because when I was little my teachers where impresed with my drawings...There was one I did of a "seal".

And then I thought I would be a musician, because I had composed some songs with my little piano

And then as I loved singing I wanted to become a rock star ....

...and so I learnt how to play the Electric guitar.

Growing up....

And how we grew to become different persons but still remain the same....

Do we dream about becoming the same person though?

Where it all started...

My dad and his brothers & my dad with me and my oldest sister. 

Family tends to branch out and life and love expand in ways that can be both painful and help us grow.

Artists and Inspiration

When I was young I was most influenced by Van Gogh's thick lines and curly strokes.  I loved Leonardo Da Vinci's combination of an inventor's scientifical mind with that one of a great artist.

Nowadays I get inspiration from modern artists. My recent visit to the Hayward Gallery to see Tracey Emin's exhibition planted a little seed of need for collage making through words and textiles.

I loved the installations I saw in November in the Saatchi Gallery.

My Statement

I am me. I know I am that person I want to become. It's already in me. The artist, the writer, the mathematician, the inventor, the singer, the musician, the creator of beautiful moments, the spiritual dreamer, the woman, the lover, the friend, the traveller, the adventurer, the romantic, the idealist.

I am all those things. They rest there like mini bright starts that lit inside each time I find inspiration from the outside.

Words are what I love the most....without them I would be lost. That's why I keep many notebooks, pages, diaries since I am a small girl. Since I started writing to be exact. My first diary, my very pink and teddy bear printed notebook has written on its first page 1986. I was only six.