"I love the bees, the riddles, the paella of
my mother, the moon when it dreams, the fatty bakers,
daisies and tulips, and also the magic gesture of
"I like to let myself grown wings as much as
the pages of a book... To fly above the world with
cutter and stick of glue, to fill my pockets of photos,
words and small details which do not take space...
and while arriving at my house, feeling the pencils
and the brushes growing on the tips of my fingers".