




This morning, I woke up and felt that sense of anticipation for a trip. This feeling really gives me strength. It distracts me from anxious thoughts and fears about the future, my paintings, and my failures in general.
Can it be said that I’m trying to escape my problems this way? I don’t know. But my soul feels so good and warm, knowing that soon I’ll put on my backpack and go for a walk in a city where no one knows me. I’ll drink coffee, look at the streets and shop windows. I’ll pick up my camera again and take photos. And I just won’t think about all these problems ☀️🍄
After waking up, I went to the store to buy a bun for toast for breakfast. It’s Sunday today. There are hardly any people. Everyone has the day off, and nothing is open. I’ve already put on my scarf and autumn jacket. The anticipation of the upcoming trip reminds me of a long-forgotten feeling—loving with my eyes. I walk through familiar courtyards and only now notice how beautiful the street is, how empty, how quiet…
Autumn in Warsaw is beautiful 🍂
I don’t like cold weather, but I adore autumn. I watch how the seasons change, the cycle repeats every year. It means everything will be fine for me.
Everything will change, just as autumn follows summer, and then winter follows autumn. My paintings will find their people, and I won’t be so anxious. Or maybe I’ll start doing something else entirely? I don’t know. That will all come later, or maybe not. Today I feel inspired. And I decided to write it down immediately and leave it here.
I plan to spend the whole day painting and coming up with ideas for collages for the week. Right now, I’m working on a small collage for my friends, which I want to give them for the opening of their establishment. They are opening a small Japanese bar. I’ve already made a layout, and here’s what I’ve come up with.
What do you think?