Soul food


My mother is not a good cook! I do love her to bits n pieces, but she’s a terrible cook. I love food and I love cooking. The proces from turning a few fresh ingredients to a lovely meal, seems like pure science to me. Combining flavours and colors… It is art. Besides that I like to fuel my body properly, healthy AND delicious. Yes, it is possible. I never eat a healthy meal that sucks. I always try new recipes, try new ingredients.
Food is not only fuel for the body, it works for the spirit too. Food makes you happy, gives you good memories, makes a family come together, unites allies.
That’s why I love food. Enjoy, eat and laugh.


A lovely chaos


Life is a blur sometimes. A pleasant chaos, a roller coaster ride, out of control filled with a rainbow of emotions. I still have no big plan, I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up and now I’m 33. I make the best of it, each single day. Some days are good, some days are a bad.

But do I do what want to do? Do I have the balls to do what gives me pure joy? I don’t know.

Still I have so many dreams and wishes. It would be nice to make some them come to reality. The point is, I would like to do so many different things. My passion go from A to Z and somewhere in between.

What I need to do is make a plan, to reach one goal at the time. I’m not getting any younger, time to tame the rollercoaster. Time for a rainbow with emotions more planned.

If you have any tips on chasing dreams, please feel free to share with me.

Slightly sad

Since november 6th I have a small knee injury, it is called a runners knee. I can walk, workout, do weight training, yoga, but after 1,5 km of running, the outside of my knee hurts like crazy. Since a couple of weeks I get treatment by a physiotherapist, I have to do some exercises and a small interval training. I notice each week my stamina is getting worse, my heart rate is going up and after two minutes of running I really need my minute of walking. This is a point where you could just give up and quit running. But I love running, even if I’m not that good at it. Keeps me easy in my head, keeps the extra weight away and it just makes me feel stronger in body and mind.

I have to be honest, I am really dissapointed about my recovery. Actually there is no recovery at all! I see people run everywhere and all I can do is… Nothing. It frustrates me big time. I try to stay in shape with some light weight traing and a little yoga, but still my physical shape isn’t that good anymore. I have to be patient and do my best at therapy, but sometimes I just get too frustrated.  Last time at therapy my knee got even worse than before and I’m afraid it might get worse than before. I know it is nothing compared to losing a limb or something, but I just hate not being able to run for a while.

Worst thing is, I was in my best shape ever in my whole running career.  But the thing in sports is to never give up. To keep going even if you have to cry. even if you’re in pain, even if you don’t want to do it anymore.

Time will tell and I need to be patient.

Wish me luck.



I’m on day 13 of my Project 365. Yes indeed, Friday the 13th.  I really don’t care seeing a black cat or walking under ladders. I might just do it on purpose.

Since yesterday I’m having big trouble getting inspired. If I ask people what to draw, I don’t like their suggestions and my mind feels kind of bored. And that’s my flaw, I get bored way too easily. I lose my focus to quick when things are not challenging anymore. And even my muse of today couldn’t help me out.

If I stick it till day 366, that would be the biggest victory in my whole entire life. Because I know it litterally is going to take blood, sweat and tears. And a lot of perseverance. I wonder if I should allow myself to some alternatives in times I really get bored or really don’t know what to draw. I know I made a commitment to myself to draw something everyday, but also has to be fun, challenging and mind blowing.

It’s hard to shape my own projects, because there so many ways to do things right, but what is my way, to things right. The only way to figure that, is to try and keep trying, and than try again.

Well, I’d better get started on day 13.

Gift wrapped

A gift wrapped book

I was supposed to buy some art supplies for my Project 365 (actually 366 this year), but I ended up in the bookstore. The artshop was closed due to the annual stocktaking. Who still does that anno 2012?

Bookstores are my kryptonite. I just get weak and have no controle over my actions. There are just too many books I want to have. Each book whispers: “Buy me and I will make you happy. I can teach you a lot of new things, show you new worlds beyond your imagination.” How can I resist? I am only human! I have a lot of informative books, I like so many subjects, I just love to learn about a lot of things by reading. Besides that the fact I like to read, I truly heart good filled bookcases. My ultimate dream is to have study with one huge bookcase up to the ceiling with a ladder in a rail, filled with awesome books.

The most silly thing is, whenever I buy books for myself, I have them gift wrapped. I know it’s kind of stupid and I am really way too old for it. But it’s just so nice to unwrap a gift, even if you already know what’s inside. I just get so excited each time I open my own gifts.

So today another present for me! Yay, me happy.

Ps.: If you want to follow my Project 365 please check I started only yesterday, not yet that much to see, but still enjoy!

The universe puts me on hold

My knee doesn’t want to run anymore for more than two weeks and my back is not moving a inch since one week. My body is telling me to take it easy.

Though I can be very lazy, it is very difficult for me to slow down. I love working out, go outside for a run, do a little yoga. All I can do right now is some very very easy going yoga. It takes a lot of patience to be this still and quiet. Sometimes it makes me a little frustrated.

What does the universe tell me? I haven’t figured it out yet. Maybe it teaches me to be patient I just stick to my easy going yoga and wait for the answer.


Small stuff

Sometimes I have one of those days that it seems life is not meant to be this way as it goes on bad days like this. Most of the times it already begins when I’m not even out of bed. Maybe I had a bad dream or my significant other is being a pain in the butt.

As the day lingers on Murphy’s Law is doing big business. From one thing to the next thing, everything is going wrong. Losing my keys, missing an appoitment, forgetting my wallet at the grocery store. You name it, you probably been there too. On those days I just could cry, just because I hate those days and can’t do anything about it! I can’t stand it.

But at the end of the day there is always something, that inspires me and makes me forget about my shitty day. Most of the times it’s actually the small stuff that makes me laugh my pants off. A silly joke, a new book, maybe even a small home yoga sessions. Then I realize; don’t sweat the small stuff, just enjoy the small stuff.