It somehow happened that from an early age my mother taught me pretty things. Fresh flowers on the table, beautiful dishes, a carefully ironed tablecloth, vases all over the apartment, neatly arranged books, paintings and photographs hung on the walls, figurines. All this created an atmosphere in which I wanted to be special, in which I wanted to get better and better, I wanted to see and create beauty.
Beauty and Aesthetics
Beauty and Aesthetics
Beauty and Aesthetics
It somehow happened that from an early age my mother taught me pretty things. Fresh flowers on the table, beautiful dishes, a carefully ironed tablecloth, vases all over the apartment, neatly arranged books, paintings and photographs hung on the walls, figurines. All this created an atmosphere in which I wanted to be special, in which I wanted to get better and better, I wanted to see and create beauty.