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to me, life is about art

I have always made art.

From the moment I could hold a pencil, I drew— everything.

I went to Rudolf Steiner school in Finland (from age 3 to 16), where we made our own books and wrote everything we had to learn by hand. That school made me love making. It could have been painting, drawing, sculpting, or something else, doesn't matter, I loved it.

So art has always been a part of my life, and to me, art is life.

My goal is to make art my career. I want to give people a way to make their lives more colorful and fun—and in my case—display something made by me in their chosen space.

If you would like to have a piece of joy and life in your home, please contact me at milolyteart@gmail.com!

Christmas was– and still is– so much fun. Decorating the christmas tree was one of my favourite things to do in the world. I loved pickin the color theme every year.

When winter came around I went skiing with my parents. One day I saw someone snowboarding, and me – at three years old – decided that I was going to do that.

Fast-forward to today, now snowboarding is one of my favorite winter activities.

In school we had a crafting class atleast once a week, and there I got to make and try everything. I had a lovely teacher who loved talking about art and art history – and I loved to listen.

One of my hobbies is photography

I have always loved taking photos – even as a little kid – it was interesting to process the world through a lens you can control.

Now I take my camera with me on my travels around the world.

Here are more of my photographs :)

i also write poetry

If you would like to read my poems go to https://substack.com/@milolyteart

"Peace"

Peace

Something everyone wants,

needs

and desires

Something thats so difficult to get,

but everyone admires

But what is peace?

Peace of mind?

Of soul?

Both?

Or is peace something no one can difine?

You choose what peace is,

so you are the only one who can create it

To create peace,

is to create something,

but what?

A space, an environment, a place?

Or a feeling, a smell, a taste?

Now,

think of peace,

do you have it?

Is peace something to make or find,

or is it something we already have inside?

"Meaning"

Meaning

What is meaning?

Is it a reason for something to exist?

Or not to exist?

Is it something you need to need,

to have,

to give?

Or is it something no one can resist?

Is meaning actually meaningless?

Is meaning made for people needing a reason to act or exist?

Is meaning a gimmick, a word,

just made for people to seem more?

More alive,

more meaningfull,

more...more?

Or is meaning something we need?

Something that appears and evolves?

So is meaning inevitable in this world,

or is it just a stupid meaningless word?

"The moon and the stars"

When people say

"I will give you the moon and the stars",

what does it actually mean?

Is it an impossible promise

that no one can ever fill

Or is it a promise to prove that their love for you is real?

But how much weight do those words actually carry?

Is the moon and the stars the limit of love?

Or do those words describe the limitless love?

Those words were probably very heavy

For the first ten times had someone said it

But do the words get lighter and lighter every time?

Do the words lose meaning

when you say them every time?

I will give you the moon and the stars

they said

Well what if i don't want the moon and the stars

What if you are my moon and stars

What if the distance between you and you'r promises

are too far

What if i trust you less and less

after every promise

you make,

give

or take

What if all I need is you and me

Forget the moon,

the stars

All i need is a person to trust,

to give me company

and love

So if you mean that kind of love

by saying

"I will give you the moon and the stars"

I will happily look at the sky

and fill the void with you and me

while i wait for you

to bring the moon and the stars for me.

"Dreams"

Dreams

They remind you of people you thought you had forgotten,

of memories,

what could have happened

Dreams

They mix and mash reality and fantasy,

right and wrong,

thruth and false

They create a world you might yearn for

A place where you and the real you are the same,

yet so different

Dreams

They might create a world full of wonder

but also a world full of horror,

death, loss, discust

Dreams

What a terrible wonderful thing

What a wonderful terrible thing.

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