Once upon a morning time a little girl with a crazy blue-black hair was hanging sleepily in her grandmother’s kitchen. She just woke up and returned from a journey with her ELEVATOR. No, no, she was not waiting for breakfast. She was looking for the little whistling man that was hiding inside the old milk pot. Her Granny Mommy  - a very young Fairy Granny actually – told her about that little man who lives in the pot and blows the whistle whenever the milk is ready. Once his daily job is done, he is ready to fulfill WISHES. You don’t believe me! Well, ask my brother. Oh, I almost forgot about him… He was the brother of the blue-black haired girl and an A-talent heartbreaker in her traveling theater. True, they only traveled and performed in the neighborhood but they were overbooked for the whole summer-break season.

Ok, ok, that’s enough… Just wanted to tell you a story about a girl, her grandmother, her brother, and also an elevator, a milk pot with a whistling man, and some tiny-tiny magic moments, and dreams that come TRUE.

This is the idea behind my work and the inspiration for my passionate journey (sometimes with an elevator!) in the land of moving and talking images.

Thought also that you might want to know who is the girl with the blue-black hair…