Some of the artists hosted workshops as their mini-activites, it’s a day of learning new things – we learnt felting, pin-hole camera making and gif making.
Strange feelings began to flow after the workshop, some of the artists went to the swimming pool closeby but I preferred to stay in the farm – after all it’s the last evening in this inspiring place. I went back to the cottage, sat on the couch, walked around and did some photo touchups. When it’s dinnertime I didn’t even realise, after dinner we talked a little about the arrangement for the next day, I stayed longer at the commune area that night, embraced the carefree space once more. When I went back to the cottage, it started to rain.