A Brief Date with the Sun~ Krabi

High hopes at the low tide

The fish stage~ Krabi

Paint my twilight blue~ Krabi

Ode to a setting sun~ Krabi

certain secrets she could only relay to the low tide~ Krabi

sketched by the summer wind~ Krabi

Sometimes life feels like we are charging forward at high speed with a hybrid car till we start stalling and running out of power, doesn’t it?

What better recharging station than the beach?

Sun, sand, the elements, peace, quiet, color, inspiration…

I am thankful for a much needed pause in the journey.

Chasing Time~

chasing time~ Boracay

chasing time~ Boracay

It’s a funny thing, time. I remember as a child not minding time at all; being and living in the moment; existing in a plane where time had no say in my business. Then slowly things begin to change. Time would no longer allow itself to be ignored. It wants to assert its managerial role in the affairs of my human existence. Freedom is replaced by deadlines, strict appointments and duties to be fulfilled on ‘time’. But little does time know that I remember what it was like to be free, and that I can escape to that place where I kept my childhood alive and well. Don’t tell time…

Wales ~ sprinkled with bits of magic

color lives here

color lives here

how to think

how to think

peace starts from within

peace starts from within

in love with life

in love with life

a world of color

a world of color

Quirky, friendly, magical, puzzling, odd, beautiful, colorful, breathtaking, inspiring, legendary, mystical, smiling faces, enchanting grasslands, buzzing bees, fluttering butterflies, overpowering cliffs over deep ocean waters, reflective beaches

tree in the sky

tree in the sky

… Wales, a land that filled me with awe.

as it should be~ New Zealand

where beauty gives you wings

where beauty gives you wings

redefining magic

redefining magic

Being in New Zealand feels as close as I can imagine a healthy planet to be. I visited and was enchanted with this beach at Karekare about 20 years ago and coming back to it now, it still is as clean, as unpolluted and as undeveloped as it was back then. What a stark contrast to the pollution we live through in a city like Shanghai, and how refreshing it is to find ourselves under big blue skies.

Merry Christmas to you all from warm and fresh New Zealand. Kiaora!

 

 

 

Day 31~ August 31st~ Boracay

farewell to Boracay

Boracay is a place you leave and always dream of going back to, to its ocean, to its skies, to its lively skies and mostly to its warm people and the girl with the yellow balloon. This ends this month’s journey into the litte paradise island of the Philippines. On to the next!

Day 26~ August 26th~ Boracay

lost inside his music

It was dusk, that magical time when day surrenders itself to the mysteries of the night in a golden embrace, a storm was approaching, the wind was starting to gain speed, people were shuffling about to get to the shelter, but the boy and his guitar were completely lost inside a piece music that had to happen. I walked past him but he did not see me, I photographed him and he was completely unaware. He was floating inside of his art.

Day 25~ August 25th~ Boracay

to reflect

There are places on this planet that cause us to reflect. On mountain tops, near river beds, in thick forests, and on beaches, we find parts of ourselves that we seem to have lost. I have always felt so lucky in my life that every morning the first thing I was able to dip into shortly after opening my eyes, was a jar full of inspiration. Inspiration causes a kind of effervescence that keeps me going and drives me to want to create and to want to be alive. When I find myself in a reflective place like this beach in Boracay, the first thing that gets refilled is that jar of bubbly inspiration.