2019 was difficult, emotional, and exiting, but definitely not my finest year.

• As always I started the year with holidays on the Canary Islands.
• I made a pair of wooden skis by hand, which I am very proud of. But I also hurt my knee the first week I used them…

• I travelled much less this year, and was very happy to spend all summer in Norway. Actually, I travelled to Senja, Tucson and China.
• I walked on the edge of Grand Canyon.

• I started with bookbinding and make note books from old books.
• I published a handbook with 115 authors. I’ve been working on this paper and book for 3 years. I also wrote a blogpost about it.
• I started my own project, the Three-D project. I set up my first and own experiment in Norway and in China.
• For the third time, I posted a picture every day and will continue to do so.
• I did not get funding from NFR this year.
• I baked a bread on the fire.
• I did not move back to Switzerland but stayed a little bit longer in Bergen. And this is fine for now, it is fine for a little bit longer.

I am still working on (re)discovering the purpose of life, staying wild, focus on what I want to give and not what I want to take and understand that nobody owes me anything (some of this is borrowed by Dr. Jacquelyn Gill).

And I want to blog a little bit more next year.

I’m glad to live in the Twenties!