Jo Pauli

draws like a firework paints colors in the sky

Even in her childhood she made fairy houses in the dense thickets with soft moss, damp tree bark and earthy smelling pine needles.

Her laughter resounds with the wind as openness and courage ripple across the bottom of the lake and large, golden fish leap from the water, almost flying.

Her favorite thing is sunsets on days when the mistakes bear the fruit and perfection on the head, handstand attempts.

Orders I give myself

In the following are overcome blockades with their recovered treasures.

Confidence Mirror

In Your eyes I can be as tall, beautiful and fascinating as I am. And I can run as fast as I want.

And just as the other way around.

Jo Pauli

draws like a firework paints colors in the sky Even in her childhood she made fairy houses in the dense thickets with soft moss, damp tree bark and earthy smelling pine needles.

Her laughter resounds with the wind as openness and courage ripple across the bottom of the lake and large, golden fish leap from the water, almost flying.

Her favorite thing is sunsets on days when the mistakes bear the fruit and perfection on the head, handstand attempts.

draws like a firework paints colors in the sky

Even in her childhood she made fairy houses in the dense thickets with soft moss, damp tree bark and earthy smelling pine needles.