Many years ago, when I still had two long braids tied with huge white bows, I fell in love with stories. Especially the stories which transported me to magical places where wild swans turned into princes and dark forests hid marble castles.
These stories continued to be my companions long past the young adult age. In fact, they are still some of my favorite reads. It is with hindsight that I realize how much these stories balanced and added color to an otherwise strict and regimented childhood.
With this project, "Misthaven", named after the enchanted forest in the TV series "Once upon a time", I change my role from reader to writer. Rather than being an observer in worlds created by others, I dare write my own story with lenses and light.
My Misthaven is that magical place where, as an adult, I am free to use my imagination to reveal the dark and the light of growing up, the struggle of being an artist, and experiencing the world on my own terms. The complexity of memory, history and simply being human are at
