Daily Diary - First entry

2026, Colorpencil

26.04.2026 Sunday, sunny with beautiful white clouds, cold wind, about 10C view: beautiful white and yellow trees in bloom

Hej dear beautiful reader, it's back. I want to write again. Texts, poems, maybe songs or even a novel. And I thought a writing practice - like writing this diary is something which could get me to a point where writing feels more natural again. Every now and then (from my perspective too often) I ask myself who I am and who I want to be. I basically feel something tearing on me. And it is not so easy to figure out in what direction this tearing wants me to go. And whether I have a say. I was contemplating whether writing morning pages (intuitive writing, private, not public, not posted anywhere) would be as helpful. But then I have to confess that I miss one thing most in the world and that is conversation with other humans. Ok, let me specify that. Deep conversations. With humans with opinions and it does not hurt if they are smart. Especially I want to talk about art, but also more generic topics, poitics, the world, human relations. And maybe this is also something which I can fix with writing a daily diary entry. Feeling that the universe or someone unknown to me is reading these lines. We will see whether there will be an answer. I also like the idea to do daily v-logs and some years ago, while I was still living in Berlin (I miss you so)I did that for 100 days. On Facebook. I guess by now most of the videos are deleted. They send a message some time ago about that. I started downloading some - because I really liked my face and voice in some. But then it became too much work and I made friends with the idea of loosing some of these videos and my faces from the past. O., a friend I had in Berlin (ja, ok, he was more than that, most of the time, or something completely different, maybe a muse)was the ideal conversational partner on all about art and all the questions that come with it. But also life in general. Always interested. Always with a perspective. And with a love for words. It was so nice and I could feed myself from these conversations. For weeks. Maybe this is also a part of what I am trying to achieve with these diary entries. A somewhat similar conversation. A courageous outlet of all that is truely me.(Just now I am questioning whether I should write in German. But then... maybe you don't read German.) A place where I can vent about other people and situations. He called it "freidrehen". No chance to translate that. Yearning this situatuin is / has been a big part of my inspiration. But now after 3 years it is very much watered down. So I will write here about everything I want. As chaotic or structured as it comes out. It can be about all my professions (art, coaching, sex therapy, agile coaching or just my personal things, memories, dreams, people I met,...) I might look over the text quickly, to make it possible to understand my train of thought, but I am not intending of delivering anything which pleases anyone. Besides me. And if it does please (or intrest) you it's even better. So that will be my first entry. Because I need to fix a stupid hmmm what shall I call it - airing thingmagic I have in the studio (several openings which distract me painting with cold air). I "sealed" them shut with some plastic. But the sound of the blowing and sucking is making me insane. So I need to remove the stuff and find a bettter solution. Warmer wheather would be one. And I hope that we get there, here in Linköping. Next friday we should have 17 degrees. Wouldn't that be perfect?

Talk to you soon, Siri PS: To decorate my diary I will add a recent drawing or painting or something I am working on right now.