The End of a Year,

Always a bit of a strange feeling to me.

Here we are, at the beginning of a new period. A new season in our lives often, too.

For me it kind of feels like 'Spring Season'. The expectation of what the new year might bring and starting over fresh - almost has something poetic.

I also leave some things behind in 2023.

People, who i've met, who just crossed my path and have temperarely walked with me into the new season. Somewhere along the road i've left them behind as i am moving forward or away from them and some of them are temporarely standing still, still trying to keep up or just not moving at all.

I do have trouble letting go - in general - so letting go of persons i met in a year will be no different. Therefore this year i also feel a bit of sadness, i can't really explain it, but it feels like i am leaving more behind than just a memory of goals that where shifted to this new year:

There will be change. Like every season brings change of the colours of leaves, death or birth of flowers, change of environment or change of just vision, this year will also bring forward the fresh rain, and when it dries up: sprout of new things to be reaped. 

I am looking forward to it, but it also scares me, this 'Spring Season Feeling'; the start of something new. As i feel stronger that something is about to change as there will be a change on the area of art also.

But like with fresh flowers or morning dew that's still hanging on a leave, there will be a kind of pretty-nes around the start of this new year. I don't know why this year just feels different, but it does. I hope you feel expectation towards new goals, new things that this year will bring forward too!

So it feels like spring, in my live. And with all the dark and cold nowadays, that brings a warm glow to this season, to this end of te year.

Where it already feels for me like winter is ending and spring is starting.

Happy New Year, everyone! That all your (Art)dreams may come true, in a New Year, a New Season.