Everyone is used to cutting a cake in slices or pieces with a more or less precise and satisfying end result: slices that are too big or too small, left …
I love blue because of the sense of freedom that transmits. A clearsky, an ocean, a lake in the mountains. Blue things carry freedom within. I love the fragrance of white musk because it has a wild scent, likethe woods in whichonly the brave can get in. Einaudi and his notes always take me far away, where no one can find me.




