Isa to blogger - Back again!

There's this thing about writing in my life.... that it comes and goes. My motivation this time is because, as is often the case, I want to share a part of my life more openly. That in itself is a) I want family and friends to be able to follow this segment of life more closely and b) I want to see what this may spark in other people, cause it's often really inspiring for me...

So, I'm back here for now! I stopped myself from spending an eternity on design, and simply just chose this background image - the Artisanitorium with the women dancing with horses - as a symbol for my passion.

...Catch onto coming posts to find out about this exciting next segment ;)

Moments with meaning

So, I've come back after nearly two years to this blog now thinking, maybe it's time to write more again? I've just found this draft, and decided to publish just the little snippet.

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Lately I'm beginning to notice that I can sing. Sonja and I in the living room finding ways to sing harmonies for our little surprise concert coming up. And Lars (her father) intentively listening from the side of the room, stops us for a second "what if you could emphasize these pieces instead of the pieces you tend to stick to?". He hesitates for a second and then simply says, nah, I can't 'show' you.

Lars is greatly in love of making music, a number one hobby of his is to apply his knowledge and love of musical theory while behind his keyboard or his Logic Pro set up. I pick up where I left off, gently entoning the passages lars had mentioned. He comments again, and I pick up his ideas like a flash flood. This time without hesitation a seemless voice grasping the tones and I listen to myself thinking, I can do this?

Now see, I remember hearing as a twelve year old, the conversations between my parents friends and my parents "Ah, your children are wonderful..." "Isa has such a beautiful voice". And I must say how greatful I am to these people for their inspiration of me. And regardless of the fact that that went straight to my already bloated ego (whom gladly went along fishing for more food), those words always buried down to a deeper part of myself, that resonated inside of me "I sing".

Even though I have plenty of courage when it comes to the joy of expression through music (the joy part is purely the one to blame for the expression part) the outer levels of myself are stubborn. This outer part is the one that sometimes doubts, hesitates, takes criticism personally, and so on.

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Now, as I re-read this draft this time around I couldn't quite remember what it was that sparked me to write. Then the last sentence sprang up

"This mail was sent to you because A client tried to buy a Jamendo PRO license for your music."

And it rushed back to me, the feeling of awe that I was hit by when I received that email, two years ago. Thinking then, wow, some one has found value in my art. It's always meangingful for me to hear this. And past speaking of my own ego... the words that come to me now, "It's like hearing that I really am a part of this world, a meaningful part, and that it's also a cool world to be a part of".

I hope this can be an inspiration for you to press the button maybe just a little bit more often, that touches somebody else's life...

And with that said, here is some music for you:


Nesnärg Råg Trav (Work in progress) by Iraisis

An early morning

The day started at 5:30 am with a light knocking on my door, "Isa, it's time".
We rushed outside with our equipment (tripods, cameras and the assorted) to catch the light of dawn. Julian, a Lebensgarten member (a community in Germany) is getting a website made and needs photos. Sebastian Graf and I get to collaborate our first photo project. Sebastian's ideas are along the lines of panorama's and playing with morning light. We rush to get to the Januarsberg hill before the sun rises.

Sun rising in the background, giving a stunning portait.

The area around the hill; a pine forest with a fresh spray of birch trees which have within the last week awoken from their slumber and now sizzle with small leaves. My heart smiles at my surroundings, the bursting signs of spring, which I have to some part missed in the last week due to feeling sick.

Image courtesy: Sebastian Graf

We go from place to place, along our way to the hill. Stopping to test different areas and become acquainted with our roles, as photographers with equipment, or for Julian - finding ways to express himself, while shivering in the cool morning air...

An unedited panorama showing the morning activities.