I grew up with a dad who was a creative teacher for blind kids. I loved to join him teaching and learning how creativity has no boundaries . The joy those children experienced was beyond inspiring and touching. Sometimes live takes over and during the years you start to lose little pieces of yourself. Pieces that were important and made you the real and happy you. If life drags you to a very low point, it also gives you the opportunity to build yourself up again. Finding those pieces back that you lost in your childhood and start doing again what makes your soul happy. I can’t wait for every new day to start. New opportunities to paint, experiment, be curious and learn and be inspired by other artists in many disciplines. Art made me whole again.