Me & My Art

I wish people stopped comparing artworks. Art is not, in any way, made to be compared. There is no competition, there is no good or bad (to some extent of course). But comparing art would be like comparing feelings. ‘Oh, I feel sadder than you’ or ‘I bet you can’t carry more guilt than I … Continue reading Me & My Art

Sentimental Sunday

This was not a good idea. Singing, writing, recording and listening back to some old songs. Too much feelings, too much emotions caught in fragile melodies and honest words. Some songs were buried, among with their memories of people, used to be’s and old feelings. Listening back takes me back, to that exact time and … Continue reading Sentimental Sunday

A Note To Myself

Lately I’ve been wondering, I’ve been figuring out. How to live, how to breathe, how to tame this fire inside of me. I’ve been everywhere, yet nowhere, I’ve been happy and I’ve been sad. I’ve been searching for answers and I found some of them in my own head. They say practice makes perfect, but … Continue reading A Note To Myself

April 30th ‘18

It feels odd, being back home again. The contrast between London and the place I grew up in is huge. Life is so safe here, so simple, so quiet. It might sound strange, but I miss the busy streets, the strangers, the feeling of being anonymous. I’m not saying that I like to feel lonely, … Continue reading April 30th ‘18