- Oasis -

Could it be thoughts, images in my head or dreams painted with colors in acrylic and water that keeps me upright in the storm in tough times and desert wanderings Sensory impressions in the awake state with pleasure, expectations embroidered in artistic decorative stitching An amphitheater oasis that is reflected in the water mirror early morning with plenty of time, peace and tranquility Discover the giant beech trees which climbs boldly up toward the sky Carefully tread on the metre-long carpets with white and blue anemones Picking gold in the forest, the chanterelles, for breakfast Listen to the enormous variety of birdsong as I rest on the bright green moss