International Women's Day

International Women's Day

Hello and welcome back to my story-time.

Monday is always so terrifying for me as I feel like there are so many things happening: planning the week, posting on all social media, painting some pots (I feel like taking a day off from painting is a wasted day - wrong thinking, I know) and it's also blog day! Such a busy beginning of the week! And now more than ever, we're celebrating all of us, women. I feel weird talking about myself as being a woman because I look in the mirror and I see this young little girl with a pony tail on top of her head, some spots on her face and pyjamas. (Ok, I'll make a little bracket here and ask whyyy literally my entire life I spelled wrong this word "pyjamas"?? Am I the only one that thought it's completely correct grammatically to spell it "pijamas"? I guess to make people embarrass themselves in 1 easy step: pijamas.). What I'm describing here it's literally me, at 25. No "throwback Monday" or stuff like that.

Ok, back to my subject. International Women's day. 13 year old me would say "I'm a woman, I can take my own decisions" when going at the shop to buy sweets and a doll just to prove that I'm an independent woman that can take care of herself and take her own decisions (about sweets and dolls, on my parents money). But as we grew up this word has a different meaning. Is not about impressing anybody, it's who you are. You were born a woman and having this privilege is worth celebrating every day, not once a year. I remember using in the past years this phrase "I'm a strong independent woman that needs no man" maybe not taking it too seriously at the time, but as the years passed I feel like this is the motto I'm pretty much living by. I am proud of the woman I've become, of all the decisions I took that lead me to who I am now, of all the people I've met during the years, passengers or present still. 

This might be the most serious blog I've posted here so far. NO JOKES, ANDREEA? Who even are you?!?

Another subject I wanted to present here is my next awesome collectiooon, woop woop. Recently I've tried for the first time to paint something more serious, I guess. More like reproducing "The scream on a starry night" by Edvard Munch. I said "tried" because I did my own interpretation of the painting. The screaming face has become one of the most iconic images of art, representing the "anxiety in the human condition". Oh, reading about it gives me goosebumps. Anyway, my next collection will be released on the 15th of March, to give me some time to prepare it and it will include personal/inspired representations of famous paintings on terracotta pots. I'm really excited about this and I feel like I'm making such a big fuss about it like I'm a genius and nobody else though about this before hahah but it's a gigantic thing for me. And if it comes out the way I want it, and it will, OH MY GOD, I will cry. happy tears, but it's called crying.

Keep an eye on the website on Monday. But no worries, I'll make sure you all know about it. This won't go unnoticed. No, sir.

I will close by wishing every women a happy day, happy year, happy life. Remember who you are next time you're doubting yourself. You're a badass.

Sorry, guys who are reading this. Today is for us. Celebrate us and bring us flowers. More often than once a year hahah. 

Lots of love,

Andi xx



Back to blog

Leave a comment