Pink on Pink

And the pink beat goes on ...

Pink Girl

And the pink series continues ...

Pink Series

I am always drawn to pink, you might have noticed.

But for the last days I felt that I needed 

pink even more than usually to cheer me up.

And I played with digital reflections:

More pink to come, I can feel it.

Monday's Painting

Have a pink start to your week!

Pink Moment of the Week

... not so really pink ...

... but pretty.

Flowers gathered by Clara, Carolina 

and their cousins

at Grandma's birthday party.

(from her garden)

Carolina's Garden Bath

... soaking up every bit of pre-summer.

Carolina's Garden Art

She asked for rose petals and collage paper, 

got herself some white paper and got to work.

the proud and happy artist:

Have you seen those amazing

flower mandalas here?

Beauty for the moment.

Stamp and Synchronicity

The weekend before Carolina's dental surgery 

I suddenly felt compelled to make another stamp, 

and especially in the form of a hand.

I went through some books and the internet

until I decided on a pattern.

Carving out was quite a challenge and delicate,

but I enjoyed the focus it required.

And as it was only the third stamp

I have ever made,

I learned a lot while making it.

 Only later I discovered that the hamsa is a symbol of protection. 

The dental surgery went as good

as could be expected under the circumstances.

 I think, working through my feeling with art

helped me to cope with my inner tension.

And can you guess my surprise,

when Carolina got this dress the next weekend

from her grandmother?

 Hard not to believe in synchronicity.

Monday's Painting

Have a beautiful start of the week!

Pink Moment of the Week

Sat Nam

Oh, my dear yoga students!

Always up for a surprise

and a little crafty cheer-me-up

amidst this challenging month of May for me.

I got this beautiful envelope last night.

And it had a message inside.

(I have also worked with this mantra before)

So as I am packing for a weekend of teaching a prenatal yoga training

I am pinkly reminded of truth, beauty, kindness and essence.

Thank you so much, Mareike!

Black & White Knitting

... yesterday at Clara's music school.

Babuschka

In honour of my Russian grandmother who passed away on Monday, 

I made a little collage utilizing a birthday card she once sent me.

Akal.

(that's the mantra we use in the Kundalini tradition)

and

Do svidaniya.

Knitting in Husum

Last weekend we had a large family gathering from my side, in an old barn converted into a guesthouse, up up North in Germany. All my aunts, uncles, cousins and all their loved ones and offspring under one roof (and also my parents and my pregnant sister, of course). It actually rained nearly all of the time, but that didn't spoil the cozy mood. Carolina and Clara just had a blast, running around and playing or sitting at the fire at night.

The town of Husum was about half an hour away and we ventured out once and left the clan for a couple for hours. Called the "grey colourful town at sea" - Husum lived up to its name on this rainy Saturday.

But we had just entered the pedestrian zone, 

when a lot of colour shone our way.

 The Lana Grossa Store Husum.

Wool galore on two floors.

 I was really surprised how large the store was.

The two nice ladies who worked there (one was knitting) didn't want to be in the pictures but told that there is a lot of knitting going on in and around Husum, validating all that wool.

Proof - next store down the precinct:

a book store with this on display:

We walked on and then Hubby pointed out to me:

"Look, yarn graffiti!"

(that man is knitting-conditioned)

And not only one!

The whole street "Neustadt"

got its lamp posts yarn-graffitied:

Oh yeah, big time knitting in Husum.

And three hours of knitting in the car for me.

Flourish Flower-ish

Have a blooming week!