when I cross to the other side

Sugar Journeys, London
(c) 2011, i'm creative llc

I am alone. On my side of the bridge. Looking and wondering how I would feel if and when I cross to the other side. Fear and excitement are peeking through my small and passionate heart. 

...

One day I woke up and decided that it is time to make the change. Flowers in the hair. Starlets in the eyes. Butterflies in the stomach. I am crossing to the other side of the bridge.

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sugar journeys

Sugar Cotton and Pana - two creatures almost human, they keep rolling. LA, London and now leaving for Zurich. Concert of George Michael! Here are some snapshots of their naughty travels :)

California Trip

First sushi for Sugar Cotton with Pana

Sugar Cotton driving the humongous S.U.V. Bad habits stick quickly to us :(

Chop sticks are tough when not used to eat with them

The flavor of this season is Sugar Cotton Hollywood

Hot California day. Need a refreshment avec lemon. Cheers!

Zurich Trip

Bags are packed. Ready to jump!

Everything looks possible when looking from the high.Even a jump!

3 hours in a sleeping bag. Sweet dreams...George Michael, here we come! 

to be continued...

sugar cotton

My new happy doll Cotton Sugar and her new special friend Pana.

EPPLA

counting stars

We search for  friends to sit for a while and count our side of the stars. Fears. Dreams. Uncertainty. All ahead of the foggy road. When we think that all is almost lost, an unknown hand is stretched for help. We live so we can count TOGETHER with friends our side of the stars. A lesson by the master of animation Yuri Norstein.

confession of a dreamer

Open publication - Free publishing - More eppla

I wanted to tell a story.  Many stories.  About love. Miracles. And dreams.

I thought a lot about it. Years. Days. Crying sunrises.  Smiling sunsets.

One day my heart got into a serious accident. Millions of broken pieces were falling heads down. Didn't know at that time that the fall would be the biggest chance for a rise.

I backtracked my gains and fast-forwarded my losses. Nothing much to lose when ones heart is broken. A lot to win though.

Dreams. Life. Love.

I wrote a story as a confession of my heart that never stopped believing in dreams, in miracles and love.  A story of a girl's journey in the most amazing places - the lands of wishes. That's right. In plural.

All dreamers allowed to have a quick sneak.


~ eppla ~

the colour of tears

(c) i'm creative, 2011

Browsing some music today and suddenly sunk into the vertigo of a song. Tears itching at the edge of my lashes. Pushing. Screaming. Pouring. In no particular order. For no particular reason. With no particular shape.  Invading my cheeks.  Tears with the particular colour of love.

the way we are

(c) i'm creative, 2011

A friend hovered for quite a while over the impossibility of possibilities today. Sounds crazy, isn't it. We all do it all the time. Growling, grinding, spitting our lives. The result is... our lives. I learned to see the falling leaves as pinky butterflies. The dying flowers - as flame of hearts. Believe it not, yet all it makes a sense to me. You might feel trying and even dreaming the way you are.

fairy telling

(c) i'm creative, 2011

Sitting infront of the white screen. Staring the not-coming words. Trying to recall old emotions. Yes, the pain, the laughter, the colour of dreams. Getting into character so to speak. Drawings comes handy. Dolls make it fun. Love makes it worth recalling one day infront of a white screen.

...and why all these fuzzy butterflies in my stomach all of a sudden.

when you cry stars

(c) Illustration Ame Iro, Rain Coloured Romance

Have you been
where heart is humming rusty songs.
Have you gone
where dreams are lonely flying birds.
The place where I cry stars.

~ eppla

iris, best friend and crazy heart

(c) i'm creative, 2010

Iris, a special girl with crazy curls, a friend of eppla, with a double heart that loves the sky, all stars, and even clouds, and will never let them freeze outside a loving soul.  

Soon to be available at www.eppla.org 100% handmade, 99% from recyclable materials

life belongs to the brave ones

every new day

Every new day I wake up excited that I'll meet/ find out  (usually in the virtual space) someone who could shake me up from my everlasting procrastination of following my dreams and make me spin around smiling and dancing. Not all days are the same and some are quite unfortunate in that sense. Yes, when you meet them - "the Inspirators", as I call them, mornings are not that freezing and ideas don't look that Crazy any more. As you might have noticed, I've been paying a tribute to my inspirators through this whole not very easy 2010. Will be continuing with more of the same in the years to come. You might find out that some of my inspirators are yours as well. Universe is a funny and ridiculously endless space of opportunities, isn't it! One day I hopefully will become my own (and others eventually) inspirator :) My new day today starts with admiring and savoring the art of David OReilly. The genius animation director who is scandalously young and even more talented. A must watch!

on talent

When the genius speaks, even the Gods keep silent.

grab your wings & FLY

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GRAB YOUR WINGS AND FLY
FROM DEC. 15 UNTIL JAN. 31

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