She looked around, waiting for a minute, then she said: ‘Mornings are sick and clouds are red…’ She’s wearing her deep darkness with elegance … but sorrows will cut the touch of every embrace … she will hide the beats of her heart… or… she will start… to fill the place…with her shine and grace…
Little world… little smile… Big world and She made me: from textiles and woods… Natural Object… white and colored… black and transparent… dependent and desirable… alone alone and yet alone… but not by itself… and not alone…
Rehearsing at Chen’s studio. Nice vibe, lovely atmosphere… we ll continue our work next week! As soon as my songs we’ll be ready, I will upload on my website.:-)see u soon!xx
Puppeteering is my profession and is coming from the joy of the inner child hidden inside my body, my mind and my soul…