Yellow is the colour of light in my life. When I was at university, I was diagnosed with depression. I used to talk about the monster on my back - that endless darkness that surrounded me. My father, wise man that he was, showed me a picture of Rembrandt van Rijn's famous painting, "The Nightwatch". It is a dark painting. The atmosphere is dark and menacing. But in the painting, there is light as well. And the colour of the light is yellow. My father taught me that day that there is always light at the end of the tunnel. Since then, my parents bought an antique painting of a woman, washing something. After they passed away, I inherited the painting. It is also a dark and sombre painting, but the light, oh, the yellow light shining through the windows. It makes it a warm picture. Yellow is just so special in my life. Many years after my first diagnosis with depression, I went through a particularly dark time in my own life. I withdrew from any social activities completely, and stayed in my apartment, alone, only with my music. And then the one day, a friend, not even a close friend, knocked on my door. I opened halfheartedly, and then - she presented me with a bunch of the brightest, yellowest daffodils. She just reinforced again: there is always light, and that light is YELLOW!

The painting I inherited from my parents

The Nightwatch

A bunch of daffodils