Feeling old


It’s a strange thing with me… I suddenly feel old, as in not in the middle of the actual life… Slowly I begin to understand that I am actually getting old, older but it’s not this physical olderness that bothers me… It’s the existence in a parallel universe to people and lives I used to be a part of.
My interests and hobbies stayed the same but now when I pursue my interests I am surrounded by people I can’t relate to and the only common denominator is the interest we share . My interests are out of tune with the life of a wife and mother I have.
I like funky places and shabby looking cool cafés but the crowd there are mostly students or people who had children very young or divorced men who can play rent-a-dad on an odd weekend…
I like learning new things, I am excited by unorthodox ways of learning, I am intrigued by everything new – people surrounding me are much younger, mostly students … Like I once was and never will be again…
Any ideas how you catch up and fit onto new life ? I got me tried and had children a few years ago but I still haven’t caught up with my new identity, inside I still haven’t even graduated Uni… Instead of being whole I now consist of poorly connected parts, fractions and fragments.

What to do?

Before the Races

Melbourne goes all crazy once a year. It’s all about fashion, hats and… horses – November is racing season. It is such a big event here that on the day of the Melbourne Cup city of Melbourne actually has a public Holliday!
The races going for a week with each day having its own motto. Me and Nigel are invited on Thursday which is a Lady’s day.
Weather forecast is not very promising with rain and 18 degrees!
I spent this afternoon hunting for treasures in vintage stores. Hats, bags, gloves….
While hunting I went to the vintage Mecca of Melbourne – Fitzroy. Went there and totally fell in live with it. It’s sort of a mini Camden for Londeners and Prenzlauer Berg for Berliners:-)








Coming to an end

My photography class is slowly coming to its end. I feel so so sad that I won’t be able to continue because of our move to Brisbane!
It was a struggle to find enough time and I will always remember that feeling if “not enough time”… On a positive note – I’ve developed my skills a lot and I would have developed them even further if we only stayed

Tonight is our portfolio presentation night


My boy


I look at him and my heart fills with sweet pain. So soon will he go to school and will discover the big world, friends, teachers… Oh so soon, too soon, will so many people compete for his attention and affection and most of the space that I filled out in his life will be filled out by others. I am jealous of all the people that I will have to share him with…


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