In the dream I met an eagle. Maybe the eagle was the old goddess Athene. Maybe not.

Reality let me find Homer´s Odysssee and I had the feeling Athene is calling me to her Island.

Trusting this intuition, I have received trust and help from people I met on this Island to manifest the project that came through subconscience to reality.

When I left the Island Sophia gave me a key to the Ionion Center and said:

„You have found a second home. Make a plan, come back and bring people that are like you.“

Thinking about it now I realize that Kefalonia could be my Ithaka and Sophia could be my Athene. After offering me all her affection and protection through a whole magical summer, she is giving me her total trust and a key to her house that was built ten years ago upon her vision.

In order to use this key in the future I have to study and open up myself even more. I need to ask: „Who am I?“ to find people that are „like me“. For me this is quite a task to take as I am very shy. When I left the Ocean, I found a carapace -bone of a loggerhead Turtle. If this is another key given to me as a metaphor I might interpret it as:

„ I am an Artist. I have a gift that makes me feel rich and feeds people with questions about our world everytime I use it. There are many human beings that have influenced my art by their thoughts as I read many books, I look at Art, I listen to People´s Music and words for finding Inspiration. Many of those human beings are not living in this world and in this time, but many of them are here and I have never dared to deeply exchange thoughts with them. I have not been able to show them respect and gratitude for the impact they have on the World but also on my work and thus my life. I feel the need to do so. So I need to leave behind my carapace I have been hiding in for a long time and step over self-restrictive borders.

I feel now is the time not only for fulfilling a personal task but for making friends, for offering the ones we feel related to affection and protection, tell them that they are the ones that protect ourselves … maybe we could unite our powers and hold tight in this state of total confusion…and cherish some others and the world surrounding us with love and gratitude.

According to this the Atomic Platonic Orchestra is like a life-game. Playing it together becomes the symbolic key to make use of the real key.

At this moment of questioning my very honest inner and outer state: I am back to Berlin, working on adapting to the city again without forgetting nature is in me. I am surrounded by inner and outer fog. Still, I am often dreaming of the Ocean. It is grey, dark and wild, but still I can never resist to go in the water. Sometimes I see a dolphin coming out of the depth, showing up shortly before disappearing again… I hope somenight or someday it will come over and communicate.



June to September. 2016

I am in Kefalonia.

My senses are wide open.

This island is communicating a lot.

I am dreaming, feeling, hearing, seeing, experiencing a lot.

I am corresponding to the Ocean and the Ocean is corresponding to me. Every single day.

I am reconnecting to Nature. I am hardly spending money. I am out of any system.

I was sent here by universe and I am grateful and happy in dignity.

I have met many brothers and sisters in heart and soul.

I am in Love.

I am in Peace.

I create.

I thrive.

I trust.

I give.

I receive.

I am Nature.

My body is the Earth.

My soul is the Universe.

My thoughts are the Space.



Homer. Odyssee. Detail. China Ink on Canvas

This Spring.

Dream again. I am sitting on any balkony. I look at the sky and see an eagle flying his rounds up there. I think: „What is this eagle doing here? There are no eagles in Berlin.“ The eagle starts coming down. Directly towards me, closer and closer. I am scared. The eagle lands on my arm and looks into my eyes. I see the peace and the wisdom in his eyes. I feel his weight on my arm and the feet keeping on to it. He touches my face, holds still, I start petting the eagle, feel the warmth of the body, the heartbeat, the softness of the feathers. I wake up. I feel great. Grateful. Grown. Old Shamans say: the eagle is a sign for wisdom and wealth.

This dream has formed another version of myself in reality. I now do believe my intuition and inner truth. I will continue my Art without any restrictions. I will no longer force myself to adapt and accept things in my life I do not feel I am capable or responsable of without loosing myself.

This day during my research on the Internet pops up the SEA´S Art Exhibition at the Ionion Center for the Arts and Cultures on the Island of Kefalonia. I read the Philosophy of the Space, I read about an open Call, I stick to this homepage, get exited about the Projects being created there and I feel a sudden need to go there.

Passing my books Homer´s Odyssee falls in front of my feet. I put it back on Platon´s Politeia. Then I realize that these two books are waiting to be read for years and exactly what I am looking for. I start reading the Odyssee. In one oft he first chapters Athene appears as an Eagle. My whole body tells me that I have just made a connection from my dream to reality. I start questioning my thoughts, doubting my perception. To calm down I do my Bathtub Meditation. When I come out it is 4 and a half hours later. Time is an Illusion. Space is an Illusion. Whales and Dolphins were communicating to me. Believe it or not. I know. I sit at my desk. I start writing The °Water°World°Worth°Whirl° Project. I don´t stop until it is finished. I send it to the Ionion Center. Sophia Giannakis-Kagadis writes back and invites me to the Island Kefalonia. A few weeks later I have started two canvases, my art is forming two Nautilusses including the words of Platon´s Politeia and Homer´s Odyssee, I quit my sidejob, I packed my stuff. I went without knowing what will come but knowing it is a calling that will change my life in many ways.



Winter 2015

Another Dream. Anywhere in Nature. Masses of People going around tables full of babies. I go to a table on which I see a very tiny babygirl that giggles and dances under her blanket. When I lean over she moves towards me, grows bigger, her hair is brown, long and curly, her eyes are huge and blue. She seems to be a woman in the form of a mikrobaby. She moves her head towards mine, looks deep into my eyes and says in an irritating high tone: „Are you from Sirius, too?“. I answer quietly:“ I don´t know where I come from“. She giggles and dances and says: „Of course you are from Sirius!“. She takes my hand and that moment we are flying in Sinuscurves without any space and time giggling together.

Except the name I don´t know anything about Sirius. When I wake up I read that Sirius is a star in the system of the Canis Major which was often reffered to by old Egyptians, Greeks and others. Sirius A exists of Water and Helium and some people believe that Whales and Dolphins come from the little Sirius B accompinying Sirius A. But also there are some very wild theories about it that make me stop researching. Sometimes I feel it is better not to know. I start to believe I am totally crazy. But also I start to believe that some old folks and some other mammals we share our planet with know much more than us.



Last Autumn.

I am reading Novalis, drawing his lines in a Waterwhirl and thinking about that we are all kind of lost in a state of Kali Yuga Blues these days.


A Dream: All people important to me are in a city in another world in which everything appears to be newly recreated after any total collapse. Everyone is doing the same like in reality but behaves and looks different. I am searching for a space to exhibit. In a huge dark hall I see many little doors that lead to many little back rooms. As I look to the left I see a Pandabear coming out of one room. He beckons me over. I go and say „Hello Panda“ and he says: „Hello Julia. You know…Now is the time. It´s getting serious. Everyone has to do what he was sent here to do. We need to fulfill the calling. No human on earth is allowed to go on like this.“

I believe nothing and even less I believe in the system we have right now or in any system at all. To be honest I don´t even understand it. For me there are no borders, there are no differences in between any human or other beings on the planet. I believe all of us shall live in peace, in chaos, in freedom, in abundance, just like the wild animals do. I want to float like water, thrive like a tree, feel much, dive deep, think far and live in peace. I am not asking for much but will not stop asking questions. And I wonder if this might be the real nature of all human beings. Overall I see that we all are here for taking part in creating our reality and world.



Summer 2015

I am in Turkey. I am close to the sea. Whilst listening to a choir of birds, dogs, cats, insects, wind and the Imam singing altogether at night, I am dreaming about walking on the paths of some old ruins by a river with a group of unknown people. I leave the group behind to go down huge old stairs that are facing a river. A Caravan of all kinds of animals passes by welcoming me by talking in all kinds of languages before they move on. When I come back to the group of people, they look repellently down on me and move away. I think…now that I can understand the true nature of it all, people will not talk to me anymore.“ Waking up I ask myself why I should ever feel lonesome when nature is within me.



Summer 2014

In the middle of Berlin Neukölln I wake up in the early morning as I hear a knock on my window. When I open the curtain I look straight into the eyes of a duck. It is directly facing me looking as if it had something important to tell. After a while the male duck disappears with his wife in the skies and I go back to sleep after wondering about that this was not a dream.

Old Shamans tell: „If a duck appears, you should think about the people you surround yourself with and ask if you might be isolating yourself too much.“. Whatever these Shamans tell… A few weeks later I have decided to quit isolation, to not worry about money any more and to not care about things or people´s opinions that make me doubt this decision. I have started to think and research about Water as everything floats and I have never had any moneyproblems since then.



Summer 2012

I have just finished an installation including a drawing on the wall repetiting one of Hölderlin ́s sentences „There live sun and air and earth and their children extraneous around one another, these lonesomes, as if they didn ́t belong each other.” The wall is facing some stacks of handtorn empty papersheets that were filled by time and thought and include old books with titles that could tell everything and nothing (such as „Beauty“, „Philosophy“, „Greek“, „Nostradamus“, „Healing Methods“…) but won ́t help against the feeling that Hölderlin was having more than 200 years before me having it.

After a few months of working and thinking in isolation I sit down and light a candle. At 00:00 o a huge bat comes flying through my atelier window. It surrounds the installation, it is a mystical moment, first thrilling and then calming, adoring this creature flying in perfect circles. At 00:05 it leaves through the window again. The next day one of the stacks –Philosophy- has fallen apart. What could this tell? Is this my art falling apart? Is it Philosophy falling apart? Is it my world falling apart?

I don ́t know. I have many questions. I have no answers. However, one year after the bat, I quit my old life by leaving everything behind that I had tried to believe in. I started to learn how to convert energy.

I read about power animals two years later. Old Shamans believe: If a bat comes into your life, it will change your thinking and question the life you are living right now.




Reason  °8°  Intuition.

I do not believe in anything. I guess that every being has his own way of understanding, seeing and behaving in order to live. I guess that if ten people receive one piece of truth (let it be music, fine art, literature, philosophy…whatever is created by any sensitive and thinking soul) will see, read, hear, interpret, believe and produce something different depending on their character, life experience and personal state of mind.

Intuition and Mind… Dream and Reality…

Do they determine each other in an infinite ongoing process?




This World we live in is based on categories, definitions and intellect, on the things we receive by our eyes and reason, on time, career and money as I perceive it. My scala of worth could be turned 180 degrees and it could fit in this system. I know that I am not the only one feeling sad about this. Many of us are tired and feeling empty. Fear and anger, control and greed, machines and calculated numbers are the powers that rule our inner and outer world, that manipulate us, that exploit the planet and the creatures living on it day by day. This system is even reaching out to Universe I am afraid.  I am not afraid of terror, of aliens, of the atomic bomb, the climate change or a financial crisis. I am afraid of humans that are lacking humanity and their active and passive deeds concerning our whole planetary system.




As a child I was a spiritual and thoughtful being that just couldn´t get rid of the feeling that it was thrown on a planet it does not belong to. From the age of one I was told by familymembers and doctors that I am almost blind. Influenced by this I started thinking that I might see and perceive this world differently than other people. I was very good in talking to animals and trees, the sky, the seas, nature itself and even things that do not exist in a rational Believe System. When it came to talking to people I was the opposite. I couldn´t even understand what they are thinking and talking about. I would be outside in nature or inside my room creating my own little world and phantasies in peace or I would argue with others and tell all the people to leave me alone. I am glad that I have grown a bit and become more social but actually I am still the same. My whole life as an artist has been created upon this.

I am trying to ask questions about this society comparing it to ancient societies. I never find any answers but what I find is that the ideas our world system is based on are not treating the natural system of this planet and its creatures very kindly.

I am attracted to the ideas of the old egyptians and greek philosophers, some thoughts of the romantic writers of the 18th century, some old shamans and myths… I find some soulmates in the Arts, in Philosophy and Poetry, in Music, but asked why I am doing art and how I would describe it, never I find a definition about what exactly it is. I just feel the urgent need to do so. Maybe I am searching intuitively to live a life outside of any Believe System and I am learning more.

Systems have always failed and people have always found solutions in order to step forward and create something else. No truth remains true forever. History is being told differently in different times and different countries. If some old thinkers we like to quote would live nowadays I believe they would think about other things, create something according to this period of time and reality, based on the experiences they made in this society and state of mind. Nevertheless, their thoughts are still alive, feeding and nurturing our thoughts and even some people´s daily lives.




From the beginning of my life I was drawn to water. I did not live by the Ocean, neither were many lakes and rivers around the little village I grew up in. Even though I was dreaming of it permanently. I remember a period in my early childhood, when I had a dream every night. I was standing on a cliff staring at the Ocean. I would raise my hands, jump down, fly slowly, dive deep in, feel great, feel home, feel alive, without any fear… and everytime I tried to reach the surface again I would wake up. Everyday I found myself lying on the floor next to my bed.

When I was sixteen I wanted to become an Ocean Biologist but I soon found out that the ways I learn are different to all the ways you will be educated at any school or in any system.

Being with the Ocean will heal my body and clear my soul right away. I feel without time, without space and without any borders in thinking and corresponding.

When I have to leave it, my soul becomes foggy, I cannot think clearly and noise, information overflow, machines and many people make me escape to my own little world in my room again.

Our World and our Body is mostly out of water. Leonardo da Vinci says „the Old believe that a human is an earth in small.“ Heraklit says „everything floats“. Other humans have changed the waterflow on earth. They have cut its natural ways and are permanently controlling other energies, too. We all shall be careful about controlling our own energies and be prepared not to also cut our own veines or the flow of thoughts.

I am posing the question: If water can understand music and words based on the research of Masaru Emoto (who made photographs of frozen Water Crystals to show that water coming from a spring or listening to Bach´s Music would form a perfect crystal whereas Water influenced by Heavy Metal Music or coming out of the tab forms a destroyed Crystal)… if water is information and we are creators of information or even information ourselves… Could water read our minds, our thoughts and what if…?