I am a contemporary dancer and choreographer who got injured in fall 2013. On the second day of my sick leave I was already very frustrated and opened my cupboard to see what artistic tools I had – I found just a ballpoint pen and a pink marker. After a week I limped to the store to buy some more markers to add a little variety. During the next months I focused on translating my creative energy into pictures instead of movement. The results can be seen here: images of solitary people and creatures in dream-like settings.

Dreams flit away

At the end of the path

An open road

Going home

A farewell

In a rose garden

When no one sees