Creative on the go
As a student, I was on my bike alone to visit a pastor in Denmark. Once there, I was invited to spend the night in a shared apartment. Since I spoke no Danish and only moderate English, someone gave me a damp lump of clay. I started to model for the first time in my life and from then on there was a couple of two with my emerging sculpture.
Decades later, when I heard tango music from the open window in a French village in the middle of France, I stopped and listened for a while. I knocked bravely and asked if I could try dancing. My request was granted spontaneously and I received a dance lesson that made me lastingly happy.
As a freelance artist who makes a pilgrimage every day, I am happy to be able to pass on to the pilgrim some of the passion I have experienced.