Hey, I’m Naomi :)
I always feel a little strange writing about myself, as if putting things into words could ever really capture what I do, or why. I don’t even know if I’d call myself an artist. I think everyone who dares to feel deeply, to look at the world with open eyes and an open heart, is already creating something, maybe that’s what art really is.
What I do is somewhere between surrealism and introspection. It doesn’t follow rules or claim to look good. It’s a process. With my art, I’m trying to understand what it means to be human. I use images, sounds, and words to ask questions more than to give answers.
Identity is something I come back to again and again. How we wear it, how we shed it. How two people can look at the same thing and see completely different stories. How we can stay loyal to our younger self, not to hard on our present one without disappointing our future self. I’m fascinated by that space between perception and truth. I think art lives there, somewhere in the in-between. Curiosity drives everything I do. Learning from others. I fall in love with details. With conversations at train stations, goals from people, strange dreams, forgotten memories.
As a psychology student at the same time, I am deeply fascinated by the hidden dimensions of the mind. What draws me most is the field of lucid dreaming and altered states of consciousness. Dreams are not just fragments of sleep to me, but profound experiences that can reveal how perception, memory, and identity intertwine. In lucid dreams, we stand at the border between reality and imagination. To study this, is a way of understanding not only how the mind works, but also how we can expand our awareness of ourselves.
We used to think we had to pick one path, one version of ourselves, to choose that one thing and become good at it. But life showed us otherwise. The more we explored, both within and out in the world, the more we realized that everything is connected. Our art, our studies, our movement, our silence, our doubts, our mistakes, they all lead back to the same place: to us. Actually trying to live life like a perfectly al dente spaghetti", no resistance, just a smooth roll.
The philosophy of NKL SOUL is clear, creating something new, sharing, connecting people, plants, and appreciate the comfort of espresso, wine, and the occasional homemade limoncello. Life can be steady in its contrasts, sometimes filled with joy, sadness, sometimes with calm and simplicity.
In the end, balance is less important than presence. What matters most is finding ease in the contradictions, and allowing them to become a way of living fully :)
So creating my art is a way to live fully within those contrasts. It’s a practice of presence, a way to explore, understand, and embrace the contradictions around and within us. It’s not about perfection or polish, but about feeling, observing, and letting life flow through what I make.
Thanks for being here !
Photography
Nature/Quiet pictures
Portrait/Full Body
Surreallistic
Photography, for me, is a way of listening to the world without speaking. When I hold the camera, I am in the present moment, my eyes tracing lines, textures, and shadows I might otherwise pass by. It sharpens my senses, asking me to notice what is truly here.
Nature reflects who we are from the moment we are born. The portrait captures who we have become up to that day, in the present moment. Surrealism reveals the unconscious, and together, these elements bring me closer to the very roots of what it means to be human.
Often, there are moments or emotions I cannot translate into words. Photography becomes the language for those silences, a place where feeling takes form without needing to be explained.
Memories are born the moment they are seen and attached into our brain, but there is a beauty in returning to them, letting the eyes meet them again, and watching their presence bloom once more, in another timeline.
Book
The book doesn’t really fit into a genre. It is part non-fiction, part biography, part lyrical reflection. Maybe it could even be called self-help, though who am I to say that my words can help anyone else? In truth, it feels more like a book that helps me understand myself. To give you an idea, it contains audio pieces, texts, poetry, and drawings. Let yourself be surprised. I will try my best to keep your coffee warm while you read.
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French (original) - English - German
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Click on the drawing for
some poetries from the
book :)
Creations
Paintings
Drawings
Sculptures
I paint and create objects because sometimes there are things I cannot put into words. Feelings that are too heavy, or too fragile, to be captured by language alone. Shapes, colors, and textures allow me to say what silence cannot carry. For me, creating is not just about making something beautiful, but about giving form to what lives inside, the untold, the hidden, the unspoken. Each piece is like a fragment of a conversation I could never have, a way of reaching out and hoping someone else recognizes themselves in it.
I am a minimalist. I don’t have techniques, I don’t follow rules. If someone asks me how or what I do, I can only answer: I just do. Give me a pencil, I’ll do something with it. Give me oil colors, I’ll try my best. I am not here to create something ‘fancy’ or ‘good-looking’. I don’t chase perfection. I paint what comes to me, what feels true in that moment. And yes, sometimes it might look like a child could have done it...but so what? Maybe that is my style. Maybe it is about stripping away the noise and finding honesty in simplicity.
Short Movie
The book Don’t let your coffee get cold from Naomi Kallenberg Luccarini and the film are deeply connected, they speak the same language of identity, but through different forms and rhythms. The book explores identity as something fluid and multifaceted, shaped by life stages, emotional states, and social tensions. Each chapter stands alone, like a snapshot of a different version of the self: who you are when you're in love, when you're in conflict, when you're longing for freedom. It's not a manual, not a narrative with one protagonist or one truth. It’s poetic, fragmented, and reflective a mirror that invites the reader to see themselves in new ways through what I lived.
The movie, in a way, is the visual and emotional embodiment of the book’s core message. Where the book takes its time, allowing the reader to drift and reflect into different versions of the self, the film dives straight into the emotion of the inner conflict and the sense of life. It captures that same journey of self-confrontation and transformation, a protagonist trapped in a life that feels wrong, who slowly breaks through illusion and expectation until he meets himself again. The film doesn’t explain; it evokes. It hits harder, faster, like a wave of feeling that stays with you.
The film becomes the final layer, not an ending, but a culmination. It’s the cherry on top: the crystallization of everything that came before, experiencing the question: Who am I and who could I become?