Urszula

Hey, I like getting my hands in clay with pottery – it’s focused and real, and afterwards there’s something of my own sitting on the shelf. In the evenings I sometimes grab my camera and wander around, chasing light that suddenly turns an ordinary street into something else. On Sundays I bake cakes because the smell of vanilla and cinnamon fills the whole place, and then I take a slice to the flea market where I always find something nice for the flat. Later I might write short stories once everything quiets down. I’m looking for a man who doesn’t rush over coffee and notices when the table is set with a bit of thought. I can just as easily drop every plan and lie around in a tracksuit on the sofa if the company feels right. If small details and a shared pace make sense to you, write to me – I’ll happily tell you more about clay and light.