Formentera, an island next to Ibiza really has brought me back to my roots. It has enchanted me. Its special colors of orange colored rocks and the caribean turquois colored ocean and its peaceful calmness let me become part of nature. Just as at that time as I was a child I loved to wear nothing but beaded necklaces and bracelets in all colors, dicovered the sea and the rocks with its burrows. Found lovers under a rock spur made of plants and findings of the sea and the beach. I collected stones, shells and wood smelling nothing but the nature, being aware that I never will need anything more.
I love the typical hippie shops where I bought all this beautiful and cool stuff like a flower hair-band, colorful skull jewelry, a braided leather bag and two cude lace skirts. Of course I brought some new regional rosaries with me. I collect them from all over the world since my childhood.

Leaving Formentera I’ve been seen the oldest hippie of this island with his daughter for the last time sitting in the sand playing chess. This older man has nothing more than his daughter, an old car as his sleeping place and the rocks on the beach to become part of the nature each day a little bit more. Making these colorful handcraftet beaded jewelry he gives back something of his special enchanting power and joy the nature of Formentera has given him. He just has this peace, love and inner sunshine I now will try to keep with me.