There is a cover on my sofa that is crocheted by my mum, and so is the pillow on my bed.
A beautifully weaved tablecloth is my temporary rug. My aunt loves weaving.
If you entered my room and looked at the walls, you would see a blue painting.
It´s a present from a dear friend.
Jewellery made by a friend.
A book made by a friend.
Piece of art mabe by my dad,
Pictures taken by friends.
Creativity surrounds me and brings colours to my gloomy, self-created state of mind.
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