Earlier this year I designed wedding invitations and I finally have the print-outs! I did invitations before, but that was really at the beginning of my illustration path and already a long while ago. Some of them were designed to exist only in the digital realm, so it was a real pleasure when I could recently hold in my hands the below two designs. Continue reading
Last year I started a travel journal and it was a great experience, you might even remember my post about it. Instead of taking photos, I was drawing the things I found interesting or memorable during our holidays. Over the past three months I continued with this habit and kept a ‘Madagascar travel journal’. Continue reading
I am in Madagascar since mid March. As I wrote in my previous blogpost, I started a sabbatical year with my husband and our first destination was a small fishing village on the west coast of Madagascar. For six weeks we worked as volunteers for a British NGO, Blue Ventures, supporting in their education programme, engaging with local communities on the topic of marine resource management and drafting a report about BV’s strategy in the region. Continue reading
Exactly two years ago today I took a train to Paris and flew to Madagascar to spend two months in a remote village and embark on a new journey. The time I spent as a volunteer in Andavadoaka was absolutely fantastic (read about it in more detail here) and as we were saying goodbye to the local staff I promised to myself that I would be back one day.
A few months ago a couple from New York contacted me and asked me to do their ‘Save the date’ cards and wedding invitations. I was really excited to have my very first overseas clients and I liked the task a lot. They had precise ideas of what they wanted and it included buildings too- yeeeey!
I started working on this project just after the Christmas holidays and it took me a few days (and design attempts) to ease into it, but now I’m confident about the outcome. Continue reading
This is the hardest time of the year in Belgium. There is barely any light, it rains a lot, it is cold and I spend most of my time in an office where we are not exposed to any natural light. Even though I was very enthusiastic about having an office job in December, the first two weeks after the holidays were quite a struggle. Every morning I’d ask why do I have to keep going?!
For the last three months I was working in an office, living the ‘part time job, full time artist’ life.
Back in the summer of 2014 I applied for a very interesting position, made it to the last round of interviews and was deeply disappointed when the job was given to the other finalist. I was told that it was a difficult decision and we should stay in touch… I believed it and did keep in touch. I applied for something else, that didn’t work out either and I eventually gathered my courage to abandon the “ordinary path” and start a full time creative career.
A year later, I was offered the exact same job. The candidate who was selected over me was expecting a baby and they needed a maternity replacement. Continue reading
I have an Irish friend in Brussels (since this spring) who is working with vintage textiles and is eager to build a creative community in the European capital. For the second year in a row, she organised the Bazaar Christmas Market, gathering upcoming talents from Brussels for a day of winter fun. I was one of the people who had a chance to put her home-made, unique items up for sale ahead of the holidays. Continue reading
We are nearing the festive season and I will participate in two different, crafty Christmas markets in the next few weeks. Having started on this freelance illustration path a little over a year ago, I still don’t have much experience with markets and art-fairs, but I really look forward to engaging with people face-to-face as opposed to over Facebook.
I haven’t written in a while and this will be something very personal.
My grandmother would be 86 years old today. She died about three years ago. I was very close to her and the last few days I kept reminiscing about the times we spent together.