Monday, 2 November 2015

don't dream of a good life - live it ! // let inspiration roam

 hello friends !!

 surprise ! bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.
*emerges from the woodlands, floating and gazing into the gleaming sunshine*

here we are again, it's autumn and the planet is kind.
my manifesto for right here, right now is
'don't dream of a good life - live it !'

based on reflections of gratefulness, happiness and positivity.
every now and then it can help so much to take a step back from your surroundings and think. just an evening off social activities, a day or a couple of minutes in silence. our lives are so filled with events, happenings and change that often we forget how important it can be to sit back and evaluate what it is, that brings us joy.

life often is so kind and what can be the most satisfying thing is to actually appreciate and value the good things that come our way.
living through hard times can be exhausting, being plagued by fears or worries - the important thing to do when feeling like immersed in shadows is to seek out the light to guide you.

so what is a good life?
obviously this will be determined by everyone individually.
to me, it is a sense of self, a feeling of freedom, being surrounded by humans one appreciates and that care and value you too. it is gazing into the light on an autumn day, flickering and filtering through the yellow leaves and thinking "what a marvellous thing it is, to be alive".

i used to believe that one needs to be immersed in social life (as in, hanging out with friends) all the time. it is important to be shown affection, love and that one is cared about. but what is equally as necessary to remember is that being best friends with yourself is essential to being happy.
after all, it's you that you have to deal with every day of your life, so working on dealing with your physical and ethereal presence is so paramount, and helps you in being around and with others.

<thinking about creation, dark nights only lit by a few lights, romance.>

 creation. i've recently rediscovered something i started watching while living in the UK. it's called "george clarke's amazing spaces" (and it's on youtube and on all 4). basically it's about people building fantastic things out of what they already have and it's one of the most inspiring things out there. i'm such a sucker for shows that absolutely appreciate crafts, art and DIY, especially when it's about creating aesthetically and ethereally surroundings. also becoming ever more aware of the importance of a sustainable lifestyle, i very much appreciate the thought of recycling and working with given space and materials.
generally, i've realised the value of work. doing things, being productive.
it helps curing your mind of dark things lurking there (at least some).
it can keep you from complete darkness, infinite night.
doing things with your hands, exercising your mind, getting in the flow of life, 
your body a tool, pure means to realise the beautiful visions 
that unfold from your subconscious.
 thats is pure bliss. complete freedom.

what a privilege it is to have access to one's thoughts.
to be able to elevate these into reality.
it's about working, working hard to achieve ultimate connection
with the world around, one's subconscious, people around.
the process of becoming a well-functioning human, not in means of
existing in a society, but just being a beautiful creature of this planet.
sublime, and one with the forces all around.

i am learning so many things each day.
how to exist, how to not hurt so much anymore, how to never
cease loving. finding peace and balance.
it can be so fantastic to accept that this process of constant learning is what keeps us alive, curious.
my will to change exists to keep being excited, not just be exciting.

there are always days, and always will be, when you're sick and tired of the energy it all takes. but then there are days where you just feel alright and proud to manage. proud of things working out, achievements, positive change. keep these close to your heart.

 <tattooing brings me great joy>
<a lovely person gave me lovely presents>

so this week's mantra is -
realise the good things in your life and appreciate the beauty they bring to your every day. show the people who make everything better some love, and let them know how much you appreciate them.
create great things, useful things, art, feelings. bring something into this world that no one has done before.
stay unique, ever-changing, but true to yourself.

live the amazing life that was intended for you. <3

*peace and sunshine*
 - alissa cha-

//words, images, artwork (c) by alissa cha, 2015

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

1st day at the recording studio // looking at yourself - imagine this as a movie

 day 1 at the sound studio

after taking care of my self
relaxing my voice and mind
becoming healthy
healing, getting stronger
muscle and tendons
a voice, not feeble but loud
come at me life
i can take it
i can take it now

vain as f*
or maybe just reflecting
a mirror held to your face
can show you your soul
and evaluate how you've changed
what you care about
who you are

living makes me a tired guy

Friday, 31 July 2015

museums are my home // the quiet beauty of contemplation

Recently I went to the Leopold Museum in Vienna
Since my realisation of not being young enough (!) anymore 
to get into Vienna's museums for free
(which you could, under the age of 19)
I have been grieving over the amount of art 
that would be kept away from me bar I'd invest some money into admission fees.
Luckily I have the most awesome mother in the world and consequently
 got two press tickets that were linked to an event that took place in the museum.
It was about choosing certain feelings that you experienced 
while viewing a work of art and sharing them via modern technology to see 
which emotions the other visitors drew from it. 
Additionally, you would be presented with a personalised art print featuring
 colourful paint splashes which were to symbolise mentioned moods.

Sadly, the exhibition that featured works (sculptures, drawings, paintings, installations and tapestries) by Tracey Emin and various pieces by Egon Schiele did not permit photography but you can see my take on the pieces in the GIF of my sketchbook below.

so immersed in paintings
that you forget 
your surroundings
not aware
that you are
exist as a manifestation 
of ideas, thoughts dreams
but lost 
in the shadows, the depth, the fog
lost in these vast landscapes
that make you inquire
why someone would choose
to capture them 
for eternity
this specific scene of boats
the sea
so immensely captivating
you feel the breeze on your arms
 smell salt
                                                                                     (it is not a cliché if you truly perceive it as it is)
                                                                                     these moments are the most precious to me
                                                                                    allow me to forget who i am
                                                                                      that i am
                                                                                        creating art is not the only way to save yourself
                                                                                              fully diving into the moment
                                                                                      is probably the closest you can get to reality 

always having a little book with you
for sketches
frees your mind so much
every time a thought crosses it
every time you see something 
that ignites something within you
inspiration strikes
it is there

museums are reflection
for the self, the current perception of the world
though processes
they are meditiation, contemplation
silent positive dwelling 
in one's personal happy place
that garden of the mind
blooming and rejoicing
over fresh food for thought

think about how the exhibits
have been crafted and painted by humans
even in this silent space there is some trace of labour

do not grieve because artists are being praised
 for what they have done in their youngest teenage years
for you know you have done the same
even if you think of everything being volatile
become aware of your current being
this precious time of nowness
and bask in its glory
for it is your very own consciousness
that is experiencing it
it is your reality
and yours to define

xoxo, alissa nathanael cha

images, words and drawings (c) by alissa cha, 2015
taken at the leopold museum vienna, july 2015

Saturday, 30 May 2015

Sherry cherry rhododendron whispering / retrospective thoughts

I am 19 and I will be so for less than a month
Today I woke up to the smell of nectarines and thought of Crete
It's strange how in the seemingly short time
(because what is 19 years compared to an eternity)
I have lived so many lives, been so many people, and have met others (that made everything perfect),
been to so many places where I've just seen the light, and everything that makes sense in life

I've listed many places, so many countries
just writing them down makes me happy
Feel accomplished
it's mainly a privilege that enabled me to live that way - the privilege to live on a safe continent in a wealthy part of the earth, having the freedom to travel and collect new experiences
Hell, I've been living in a foreign country for 9 months now

Sometimes, being on my own for 2 days makes me feel trapped and lost

Even dreams can transform into something you wish was only temporary and yet, wish could always be

Life is one big trip and sometimes you just need to remind yourself that it goes on, even if it doesnt feel like it. And once you've reached the end of something you can't but wonder how you've ever desired for it to get that far.  And then it goes on.
Time passes but it creates the most beautiful nostalgia that makes a heart blossom like flowers in spring .

I think back to the time when I was surrounded by young people in South France that stood on a rock on a quest to find wifi

Or kajaking,  mountain climbing, sailing, sleeping under the ceiling of billions of stars there

Think of the time I had a deep conversation about life with a stranger in a park in nightly Berlin

How I saw my favourite band with a cute boy for the first time at a festival

That time I was surrounded by elderly aficionados of the United Kingdom and we all raised our glasses of sherry to the newborn prince

Many many perfect and soft summer nights

All the time I spent in Crete

The disco nights where we played on a swing surrounded by pink blossoms had colourful kids' cocktails that tasted of coconut

And when I came back many years later
At a birthday party at a house overlooking the endless ocean
I saw two girls that seemed happy together
And wore my blue dotted dress, drawing, and had gin tonic (loorbeer)
And how the stars reflected on our Jeep

The times I crocheted dresses for my toy cat and listened to detective audiobooks on the ferry to Greece

And when we went to the market, had locomadez and bought lots of fresh fruit and gingerbread shower cream

I remember my hair being in braids and all those early mornings and late nights at harbours

Or the night time/early morning going to a bakery and then being on a car for the whole day

The one time forest fires scared us and my spirit brother cat

Or the big supermarket in Patras that just sold all the things

and the time I brought my new camera with me and took so many pictures

.... I really wanna write a book about all these things...

why ever worry, when you have lived through all this beauty? ♡

words (c) alissa cha, 2015

did and done / the wind will carry you far, far from here / jaw lines

i found wonderland
not hidden, but would one ever expect it
a little bit of actual paradise
where you take care of the things around you
the swirling lightness of white things
little things
in the air things

the ever flowing river of immense truth
beauty that will never leave (i hope)

i feel summer in my bones
and the love so deep in me
it's the darkness of the night
that one day shall set me free

i don't need to be alice
for i'm alissa nathanael
the rabbit hole i once fell into
is the whole wide word
and it won't cease to be
it won't lose any of its colours
for they are ever so bright, ever so true
to what aligns with the little strings
that connect things in my mind

and when one fails to
just a floating fibre in the web of nothingness
i hope for humans
and soon even more humans
who know me
and can catch a wounded kitten
with their hearts

boy faces

(plus really bad blending and weird contouring)
body / shape comparatives // nature repeats itself, we are all of one matter
if a figure moves, it just morphs through space, a concept we are all part of
 i want to move like a river, or be as calm as a lake
feeling so infinite that the sky can be the only extension
floating through unexpected nature

i found a vast golf course
a gigantic field of well-kept lawn
yet i am surrounded by bricks over bricks over bricks

we stack stones and build things
trying to shape stories we want to write ourselves
they become purposes
but really, how beautiful is it, to admire something whose sole purpose is
to exist ?
nature and humans
we aren't just black or white, blue or pink
we are all the colours

there are only the restrictions we set ourselves,
the borders on our minds
 some day i'd love to be an actor
want to tell stories with what i do
in a way, i already am
but no one's watching
sometimes i'm surrounded by people
other days stood alone on a vast beach
waves crushing, white noise
sometimes silence
say, are we all creatures in this big play
so that if we zoom out the script would make sense
and all would fall in place?

i want to merge with you
marble, pristine
we are one and distance can't separate us
love eternally
just like in the old days
where people used to write profound love letters 
or their lover's name in their ICQ status

no, our love will always be
not a fleeting thing but something that connects us
a shared understanding
because when i see you sleeping next to me 
all makes sense
for that short time (it always feels, so short) 
everything makes sense

 play hide-and-seek with me in the faerie woods
i'm gonna take you these places
write books about it
make it a significant memory

but then again
everything i share with you is

< pictures all snapped on my phone while cycling through beautiful scenery // words (c) alissa n. cha, 2015 >