Arctic Love (treat 1)

Hello fellow readers,

I hope everything is well with you and that your 2016 so far has been amazing ;)

Here is a first treat from one of my projects for this year, called Arctic Love. This excerpt is from a novel I am working on and is part of the first chapter called (so far) Promised the Moon. Enjoy!

"No sooner had I said that, than a dark claw emerged out of nowhere and pierced right through my chest, pushing all through it, but not before embracing my scared heart with its burning razor sharp fingers and pulling it right out of me. My heartless body fell to the cold ground and with it all my hopes and dreams of immortality and longing for that sweet tune of love. I did not move, not for a long time. I just stared into the black night and thought and felt absolute nothing. It was as if nothing could evoke any form of reaction from me. My heart had been ripped out of me and with it, all that I had been, leaving nothing but an empty carcass behind. I was not dead and still, I was not feeling much alive either.

Our parents had warned us many times before, to never ever trust forest spirits, for they were restless souls, ancient souls, who had never found their peace and were now roaming over the earth and preying over innocent hearts. Once seduced by them, one stood no chance against their intoxicating lure. Sadly, the stories never spoke of what had become of these forsaken souls who had been deprived of their most precious possession. That part of the stories was for me to soon be discovered…"

The novel will contain 7 chapters. It is a twin project to another part from Arctic Love, where I will be creating 7 paintings that will go along with this story.

Light in the Dark

New Year, New Projects!

Project Number 1:

Some years ago, also in December, an idea was born. However, I never finished the project that followed the idea. The project consisted of creating a series of paintings inspired by songs from Sonata Arctica which I thought, were somehow connected to each other. My exact words from back then were:

"I was thinking to create a series of paintings around a story inspired by their songs :)I haven't started yet...but I'm very exited about it and can't wait to begin to work! The series will have the name Arctic Love :)"

Since then, I only created two of these paintings and started the plot for the story. That is not much, considering that I had this idea almost four years ago. But never say never, right? Arctic Love will be one of my main projects for 2016. There will be an Arctic Love project A,  which is the story told through these paintings and  an Arctic Love project B, which will consist of writing a novel for these paintings. I will also consider redoing the first two paintings and if everything goes well, I will try to have an exhibition for Arctic Love.

Project Number 2:

I really enjoy writing these 7 words stories and, since you guys also enjoy reading them, I decided to look over all the stories I have written so far over the past few years, select the best ones and put them all together in a collection of sorts. Until now I have 15 stories. That is however, not enough, especially when I would like to push my luck a little and publish them. I am not sure, what name to give this book, yet so far I always called the stories Wonderland treats.
This is a special project to me, since I would like to involve you guys in it. The part you have to play is quite simple: provide the words for the upcoming stories and I will also mention you (if you don't mind) in the book, next to the story.
What I also love about this project, is that it somehow underlines the important connection between creation and inspiration, a connection we all should be thankful for. We get inspired by words, movies, people, feelings and so on, the important thing always being, to acknowledge what it is or who it is, that inspired us and also celebrate it. This is my way of celebrating you guys ;) I am looking forward to working with your chosen 7 words of wonder.

First Book signed

Hello everyone!

Two weeks ago, a dear friend and colleague really surprised me. I had just published my very first collection of poetry and a couple of days after, she had bought it. I did not knew about this only until she had already ordered it and soon notified me, that it will arrive in a couple of days and that I of course, will have to sign it.
I cannot explain the joy I felt; I was moved to tears and was really really excited while waiting for the arrival of the first printed version of my poetry book.
Thank you again, my dear Nadine!
Here are some picture from the first book signing session ;)

Nadine, my first fan ;)

The two of us

First dedication ;)

Absolution

Forgive and soon forget

For I have sinned

Too much to not regret

Forget and please forgive

My violent soul

Who was afraid to give

The love that kept you whole.

Forgive my heart

For it is weak and in the dark

Forget its fear

And all shall then be clear.

Forgive oh please

Forget and ease

The pain the suffering and all there is.

Forgive oh please

For I, I’m only human

And terribly shaking on my knees!

This is for all the people to whom I caused pain  and made them suffer...

Push

As I sit in silence, 

Raging

Crying, begging

Slowly fading

Out of misery

And out of hope

There I see this

Oh so sweet and bitter tone

Clinging

Never ever losing

Grip of his

On my fragile little soul

Then I wonder

Slowly craving

For the sweet and warmest glow

Of the hearts eternal doom

 That lifts you from the world’s low

Up until the skies that bloom

With that everlasting laughter

Of the purest gift of all

…

Do I need it?

No, say I

But I want it

No and no

Cries love to my weary soul:

Thou shall have it nevermore

Bastard soul,

Doomed and forsaken, leave it be!

For the gift you push away

And yet you want it

Why is it

You cannot see?

Doomed you are and doomed you'll always be!

So I linger

Slowly dropping

Into all that I have lost…

Yes I want you

And yet, no!

 I want you not

Push and pull

Your heart and soul

For this doing

Sorrow, I feel deepest

but my dear,

I am forsaken

For I do not know

Which to keep

And which let go…

Always juggling

Bound by fear

Love and hate

And then somehow

Death embraces me

In your heart

Slowly drowning me

 In the harsh and cold

That eternal curse of

 Indifference

Of my all.

…