My dreamers

I’ve always wanted to have my own website with a blog, where I can pour my thoughts and share them with the world. But now that I have it, I don’t know where to start. So I sit here in front of the computer, thinking how to start. thousands of words and thoughts flowing inside me, But I don’t know which one to grab and present in this empty space.
I count myself lucky.

My dream of finally doing what I love has come true.And it completes me. At first a wish. a powerful wish for creating, and some day I realized, I can also create my life, as I see fit. As I realized that, it happened… completely spontaneously and naturally.

And the same way my dreamers happened.

My dreamers came to be out of desire to combine clay and story. They tell an inspiring story of life… If only we dare to dream and create. Through the windows of dreamers, we observe everyday life stories, and at the top someone who chooses to defy fear and gravity is trying to balance on the tip of the roof. they are the one who want, and are in that want prepared to step out of their comfort zone, and leap into the unknown. It is true that it can be dangerous there, but the view there is the best.

In time, when the first excitement wears off and that »more« becomes our new normal, we realize that it’s quite simple to be free, happy and euphoric when you are there at the top of your world. The secret is creating conditions for all those happy feelings in everyday life, when… Well life happens.

The dreamer, that I Exhibited at a solo exhibition in Kanal on river Soča a few months after I’ve left my job and dove into moulding clay, tells about the story of my life. Through the dreamer we follow the story of a working woman, a mother, and at the top we meet a woman, with an orange braid, that spreads her arms in the ecstasy of freedom and it seems that she will just take flight. A woman that every day anew realizes that the biggest blessing is to find yourself.