sometimes I crave for the bravery of writing plainly. simply. not sparing the sleazy and ugly. like a man. I want this for my photographs as well. but then sometimes I have this motherly feeling exactly towards my (slightly) sentimental artistic style. “motherly” means I’m looking from above. it means I say: “I’m here for…
dancing with wolves
Today I want to write about my favourite book. There are many which have touched or fascinated me with their ideas but only one which seems to be written about me. That’s Women Who Run With The Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes. Actually, it’s not exactly my favourite book that I want to write about….