The concert of Agnes Obel, yesterday, was like a dream. So fragile and honest. I really love artist who are modest and pure, that makes them so much more.
Today I’m preparing a workshop I will give tomorrow at a university in the Netherlands. It will be about weaving, and how to be creatif with a technique. I’m really nervous, and hope that everything will be ok.
So I did some baking, flower searching, planting, visiting, reading and writing to calm down a bit. It works.