The Silence of Nature

Malta. The island isn’t all too big, all too large and rather easily explored – yet, there’s a new place every time I go for walks with my family. Right after New York, and after spending less than 36 hours in Zurich, I headed right back to Malta to see my puppy again. I left Zaphira with my mom and sister whilst I was gone traveling overseas so that she had family around her and wasn’t alone. Upon my return, I received a million kisses from my pup and couldn’t feel happier. It was just what I needed. Malta was just what I needed. In fact, I needed a short break. Traveling is a passion I love and I cannot be happier about the life I am living and about my career allowing me to travel to different places. Yet, once in a while I am just happy to let go for a bit; almost to shut down in order to reload my personal energy again. That is what I did over Easter together with my pup and the family. We were out daily, surrounded by winds, yet enjoying the warm sun that spring has brought to the island.

Generally, there is not much I love more than enjoying the silence of nature. That is, the sounds of breaking waves, the wind whistling through the sails of yachts and boats, the birds humming their songs and wings of bees vibrating so fast you can hear it for miles if you listen closely on an open field. I have learnt not only to love being outside in nature but appreciating all that it gives to us and does for us. My next personal challenge: the ultimate detox and enjoying nature to the fullest. That is, I want to plan a trip in the near future where I will be almost fully offline – cut off from the digital world.

I love the internet. Don’t get me wrong. I love being online and knowing what is happening exactly when it happens and the second a message gets in. Yet, being available at all times, receiving emails and calls 24/7, answering WhatsApp messages in bulks and FaceTiming every night with family and friends can make one feel restless. I’ve come to notice that a break from everything, at least once in a while, is quite the positive change. I now try going outside without checking my phone every 10 minutes – at least for those 2 hours that I am outside with my dog when going for a short hike. And my next challenge is a trip – a trip where I will restrict myself to only 2 short periods of online time a day (to let my family know I’m alive whilst abroad and to check important emails once a day).  I think it will be a real treat for myself. Have any of you gone through a digital detox – is it even possible nowadays in such a fast pacing world? I cannot wait for it!

MoMA x NYC

Finally I’ve managed it. It’s always been high up on my list. Yet, I’ve never found the time previously to go and enjoy it myself. The MoMA, the Museum of Modern Art, is exactly what I am talking about. This time around in NYC, the big apple, I actually found myself more or less free one afternoon (due to a snow storm and all meetings had been cancelled) with my hotel being right across the street of the MoMA. Immediately I took off and decided to spend a few hours in this museum, allowing myself the time to digest each and every piece carefully as I walked through the halls filled with one masterpiece after another. My favorite? Hard to say, though I extremely liked the contrast play in Andy Warhol’s painting “The Supper” from 1986 (top photo) – especially because looking at it I would have thought its from after the 2000s. It’s incredible how far ahead Warhol was with so many art pieces he did 30 years ago.

Yet, it’s hard to say which my overall favorite piece was. All brought out different emotions within me – from feeling blessed and fuzzy all around to being worried about where the human race is heading to feeling empty all inside. That is what I love about Art so much – it has the power to making people feel all sorts of emotions. So I’ve picked out some of my favorites, those that spoke to me with varied emotions, to share with you.

Of course, the all-time famous “The Starry Night” from Vincent van Gogh from 1889.

Tarsila do Amaral’s “Operation (Workers)” from 1933.

Jackson Pollock’s “One: Number 31, 1950”.

Claude Monet’s “Water Lilies”  from 1914-26.

Carmen Winant’s wall of photography called “My Birth” from 2018.

Henri Matisse’s “Dance (I)” painting, which I loved so much I had to buy the miniture poster of it for my own apartment back in Zurich!