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The drawing sunflower is my visual translation and sometimes interpretation of the stories that find my way. Most of us can agree that stories when told and shared can make the world feel less cold and strange. If you want to share your story and see how your words can turn into an illustration, please do not hesitate and FEED ME YOUR STORIES BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.

This is an ongoing 365-day challenge experiment of co-creation, sharing and transforming stories that need to be heard, read or seen.

With the right flow of participation, some love and support, this page will eventually grow and have a sole focus on the stories shared. 
So help me out to MAKE IT HAPPEN 

Here's the outcome for the month of February :D 
On personal vulnerability,


Loneliness loves to run, but he is afraid to swim. He wears his isolation around him like a grey sweatshirt thrown back across the shoulders. It started when he was a little boy listening to the adults upstairs screaming at each other as he hid under the cover. At age seven he vowed never to need anyone. It was as if he sealed himself inside his skin, separate from everyone.

Once Loneliness almost changed his mind. There was a woman whom he cherished. She surprised him. He loved her so much that he thought he would never be himself again. He trusted that such a relationship could not survive, and it didn’t. Now more convinced than ever that companionship is a lie and joy is fragile, he has become contemptuous of others’ happiness.

Story from the book of qualities by J.Ruth Gendler

Why do people call alcohol spirits?

After a bit of research i just chose what i liked most :P 
Monks in Europe during the 12 Century believed that the spirit was removed from the “mash” during the distilling process. To this day, some European rye whiskey drinkers still pour out the first shot onto the ground (in order to giving the angels their share). Since it’s the quote segment of the project and it’s almost valentine, i thank Compton Mackenzie for saying: "Love makes the world go round? Not at all. Whiskey makes it go round twice as fast." What is you favourite spirit ? And a cyber cheers to all of you beautiful people ^^


Liberation tried to commit suicide when he was seventeen. Things got even worse before the got better. He was married to Terror for nearly ten years. One day when he was wandering famished and half crazy in the mountains, he bumped into Ecstasy. Ecstasy wept to be reunited with his old friend and taught Liberation a simple prayer. After that, Liberation was free to leave Terror.

Story from the book of qualities by J.Ruth Gendler

Comfortable out of comfort zone

I've travelling abroad solo since I am 19. I was adopted by thai family of 8 ppl just because they wanted to help me out. I was bitten by street dogs, survived dengue fever and was left alone without a roof above my head. I travelled to countries without checking in google the "to do list" there. I went up to skyscrapers and down to rustic huts. I hitchhiked through half of the country without knowing the language and mobile internet. There were so many things I had to face about culture, about people's characters, about the do&dont. But the most valuable thing I actually now waiting forward to learn is about myself. Because the only way to expand ur own boundaries is actually stepping out of your comfort zone and grow, evaluate. Seeing myself changing every day / month / year makes me go on and on. And I am actually scared if after a year I find myself at the same position where I used to be... So living out of comfort zone is not comfy at all but its is sooo comfortable to aknowledge that I am In that zone because that means I am constantly growing

Story shared by the beautiful @yanatravelart be sure to check her brilliant watercolor work. It's awesome

Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature - Gerard De Nerval

We all have the urge to go back to the basics from time to time ^^ Just experimenting with few things these days. Sorry if some illustrations have more empty space than usual. I would surely love to know what you think lovely people ^^


Joy drinks pure water. She has sat with the dying and attended many births. She denies nothing. She is in love with life, all of it, the sun the rain and the rainbow. She rides horses at Half Moon Bay under the October moon. She climbs mountains. She sings in the hills. She jumps from the hot spring to the cold stream without hesitation.

Although Joy is spontaneous, she is immensely patient. She does not need to rush to rush. She knows that there are obstacles on every path and that every path every moment is the perfect moment. She is not concerned with success or failure or how to make things permanent.

At times Joy is elusive - she seems to disappear even as we approach her, I see her standing on a ridge covered with oak trees, and suddenly the distance between us feels enormous, I am overwhelmed and wonder is the effort to reach her is worth is. Yet, she waits for us. He desire to walk with us is as great as our longing to accompany her. 

Story from the book of qualities by J.Ruth Gendler

i'm a puppeteer... i build marionettes... like to manipulate but not to be manipulated.
And in the very time i though i had the love of my life.
it turned out that i was his puppet.

Story shared by the brilliant puppet maker @batrooo check her beautiful work on @batropuppets

In today's world, we all live with the burden of feeling that anything is possible if we're only clever enough, smart enough, work hard enough ~ Elizabeth McGovern

When i first called Alienation to arrange an interview, he said he could do it right now “Everything is poisoned. Our speech is the language of captives. All attempts to communicate are futile or pretentious”. At that point I called around to find out more about his life story. It seems that he was a delightful child, curious and playful, and gentle. He was popular in art school and began his career sculpting massive figures. Although his work was praised, he could not reach the people he honoured. Their indifference chilled him. He was hungry and frustrated and his work became brutal and inaccessible. After his daughter was born, he gave up his studio and took a job downtown to support his family. He is very good at what he does, but it means nothing.

Alienation’s associates are worried that he is really going crazy now. They miss the accuracy and insight of his sarcastic comments. As usual, he could say “No one understands me” This time he doesn’t care. He needs to be left alone. He is tearing off his masks. he is exploring the layers underneath the language of lies. He is in a labyrinth, and he is searching for Compassion. Though he hasn’t found her yet, he seems the signs of her presence. He is recovering the pieces of his childhood self.

If you have the opportunity to talk with Alienation, don’t lie to him or attempt to justify your compromises. Listen carefully. He is honest with himself. He will penetrate your mask.

Story from the book of qualities by J.Ruth Gendler

I am struggling a lot between living in America and China. Racism exists everywhere. I fight for a while to get equal respect. I have to be mean or behave different, which is not my thing.

When I just feel happy to live here, family drama starts. It's like a long dream. After Thailand trip, I feel more clear who I am but there are always some moments make me feel that I will become a person like my family member I am shameful for. There is half DNA from that family. It's like a bomb for me. Hopefully I can hold it until I die. And never do anything like that.

Story shared by my lovely Chinese sister who I wish her a slightly belated birthday @jazmei__

Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's watching. ~ Satchel Paige

Sometimes all you need is a colorful hat and a dance 
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