ALL ABOUT ME 關於我的一切

Ways of the Lines is my personal compass — and it started when I stopped trying to “figure everything out” and began to simply listen.

When I moved to Taiwan, life around me was changing fast. And in the noise of it all, I had somehow forgotten the simplest thing: myself.

Then Lanyu happened — not as a plan, but as a beautiful accident of love. And this island slowly guided me back.

At first, the silence felt too loud. I’m a city kid from Germany — and suddenly there was only nature, space, and my own thoughts. 

My partner told me: “Sit in front of the ocean and watch it. It will teach you stillness.”

So I did. I sat down, breathed, and stayed.

Over time, I began to notice lines everywhere:

in the waves, in the wind, in the landscape, in the way a body moves, and in the invisible directions a life takes when you choose to begin again.

I’ve been tattooing simple lines on my own body for years — small markers of chapters I’ve lived through. And yoga became another kind of line: movement that helps you return to your breath, your body, your inner world.

Ways of the Lines is a space for those lines — outer and inner.

Not to search for one perfect path, but to recognize the many small lines that shape a life: the turns, the pauses, the brave steps, the quiet beginnings.