Lydia Jansen
Powerful stillness



Powerfull Stillness


I was on a quest. Looking for something, finding something, not finding something and eventually abandoning.

Then I found something again. Kids. Colouring. The power of a pencil.

The quest became stronger. I found something again. Something I've always been drawn too, but lost during the search.

I draw once again, I find stillness I'd forgotten.

I’ve lived a year between incredible inspiring creatures. They stirred something awake again inside of me.

The word, the image, the feeling whenever I feel lost has always been one and the same.

And yet I forgot.

The warmth, the tenderness, all in the powerful and strong body of a horse.

No longer a quest for. I found.

Powerful stillness.