Raspberry Sorbet – Sense and Sensibility

I’ve grew up in a very beautiful small and quiet town next to the mountains. I spent my childhood and teen age painting. And I was hoping to do just this, one day. My father was painting too. In my bedroom, on the pink wall, I had this very beautiful painting by him. I was looking at it all the time, trying to understandwthat is inspiration and what feelings it gives to me. In painting, I found that very much precious feeling, of forgetting who I am and being transported far away just by the beauty of colors. At 17 years old, I left to see Paris. At 19 years old, I convinced myself, that I need to break my limits, I left behind…