♥ About moving on and beginning on New chapters ♥

Hi there little blog and those of you who still visit this little place. I have for quite some time been very bad at blogging and have for as long time, felt no inspiration for it what so ever. It has been more like a kind of must do rather than something pleasurable as it was previously.

So finally, I have taken the decision to stop blogging here. And I must say, it feels so damn good to come to that conclusion!

If anyone out there feeling sad about this, I will by no means disappear from the Internet! More like the opposite! One of the reasons that I stop blogging here is probably as simple as I've kind of outgrown blogger and blogspot. I can never find any design that fits me and I feel like I have no freedom to customize my page the way I want. And over the years I've gone from writing pretty much to just wanna post photos and drawings and let them speak, as much as they can, for themselves.

So. In some time I will start a wordpress instead where I can collect all that is mine in one place and also have a blog as well, but in a totally different way. I will stop by here by then and post my new adress to that place.


But meanwhile, IF anyone still want to stalk me, there are so many places to do so! I've started three (!) new tumblr:s, one for my illustrations, one for my photography and one collection site for any information or what so ever. More pictures, less text. And you can always find me here. Or here.

So. Anyway. I'm more around than ever. :)

Now I'm closing this chapter. And beginning a new one. It has been fun.
But hopefully it will get even funnier.

Thanks to all you wonderful people who have followed here, left comments and just been around over the years. And well, for further contact, pop over to my new pages!

Now take care of you all and each other.

And a Merry Merry Christmas and a oh so Happy New Year. ♥♥♥

All My Love To You // Karolina

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Collarbones and pastel tones

My favourite drawing medium is copics and markers.
But sometimes, mostly when I feel down and low I like to stick with just pencils.
There are some fragility in those mediums that fits my mind better then I guess.
Raw and thin skinned.

Hashtag, from where I have been standing

I think that everyone with a smartphone today, at some time have taken pictures like this. The hasthag #fromwhereistand has about 300 000 posts on instagram, and I think that tells -if not super much- at least a little something.

I was going through my pictures from this year and these are some of my favourite shoe gazer pics.
From the cold Winter snow in January until the upcoming Spring in april.
Then the blink of an eye Swedish Summer until the oh so sudden Autumn.

Some people would say hipster. But I think photos like these are pretty romantic.

Forgotten cows and things like that

Yesterday I found these cow shots on one of my memory cards that I've totally forgot that I've taken! Thought that I could share them now that I'm back on blogging track. Not so fancy pancy artistic, but I think they are pretty cute. Isn't they?

But actually I'm kind of bored of my photography at the moment, want to do something completely else for a change.
Tired of pretty flowers, beautiful views and all that shit. But well, in time, I think I'm getting there.
I still like cows though.

The Walking Dead and Zombie Girls

Last Tuesday I woke up with a fever and a cold and realized that this day is gonna be a home-stay-inside kind of day. As I was pretty tired I decided to catch up with some series I haven't seen yet and chose between a couple and finally by chance began with The Walking Dead.
And lets say, I watched all, this far 23 episodes in two days. Couldn't. Stop. At. All.

The thing is that I'm normally not a big fan of zombies (well, who the f**k are a fan of zombies?) but I just became so crazy excited about this. On the other hand, I've always been quite a fan about this type of story, apocalypses, empty streets, some weird virus and just a few survivors left stuff. And I can't stop finding these kind of stories pretty beautiful, because even if there are no hope of survival what so ever, you still keep fighting for your life til the end.