When I was a little girl, I was told that I was a missed boy and that I didn't know how to do much with my ten fingers.
And then one day I discovered colours and materials. I dared to sew, assemble, draw, model and I never stopped.
I let myself be influenced by African and then Indian know-how. They kept the taste of "handmade".
To realize is also to realize oneself and to get up every morning with the head full of projects and colors.
So here I am, in all modesty.... with my haberdashery and my jewels.
I'm going to INDIA, I'm going back again, I'm going back to work but not only... so why? It is difficult to explain and share this constantly renewed attraction, so I found this little text by Jean Biès that sums up the famous "why"quite well. The prevailing impression in India is that everything is possible, including the impossible, that everything possible will happen anywhere, anytime and in any way, that everything that sleeps and swims in suspension, very high, in a rarefied air, halfway between what is and is not yet, can be informed in a flash, incarnate in the course of things, harnessed. As, in his bowels, silence conceals all the sounds and words of all languages, the sky of India locks in him, intertwined with the figures of the clouds, all the unforeseen, all the twists and turns, and above all, the thunder of all the theatrical moves.
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