light on the postcard

i like pretty pictures but i always wonder what surrounds them, what's not shown...like george our faithful driver in lima holding the dolls for that shot..

around the table in lima

we all work so hard on the new samples, every detail always matters because it means something to me,

i think that i drive everybody crazy with that....

a hairy ear for a "tough" wolf but a higher smile to show his sweetness, more threads on the sides because he does not shave, but not all black, he is a dandy not a gangster.

the bow on the sheep... no no not straight, he just woke up...

and the gloves of mirabelle, the magician's assistant, up...no...down...a trim..no, no trim, yes a trim, but not that trim...blue like the pom pom, sorry no that does not work, let's try white, now it looks like a sock...

what do i do?....let's call susan she'll have an idea...

anyway, you get the picture....after a week they are happy to see me go home...:)

land of its own of colors

i love those antique tiles that you can still find in the old neighborhoods of lima.
they remind me of the colors of peru, the rich and vibrant reds and purples, and greens and blues, standing proud in front of the browns and greys of the desert dust. 
i often have that contrast in mind...

i am back

to all of you petits et grands, i just wanted to say 

happy new year! I think of you every day....

it makes me happy that i can make you happy...