= blog break. as you can see, I have to take a blog break :-) Yesterday I broke one small bone - right hand, of course...broken
of our trip. First we visited MGMto be continued...
from the trip with students. Day number one - were HERE , HERE and HERE
a colourful sundaylovely miju lee
will dress this today? I have got this and more, maybe 35 years ago. My mothers friend mother made it for my doll.set me free
what they have common with me?Melissa Castrillon illustration
working, working... But I like it :-)jungling
what she found today, whit the question: " Mum, isn´t that you?" Yes, that´s me. Long, long time ago.Photo by Tono Stano
ever introduce you Bobby Brown White? He was found a long, long time ago in a huge box with ugly toys in a sacond hand store. You will find Bobby Brown HERE
visit chanka´s new shop. It is wonderful and I admire her courage and energy!now, you can visit her blog
but soon...nice to make
I don´t make only cute things :-) Design for a book cover The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove it´s good to play it loud
one year, lot of troubles, lot of tears, some sufferings, it seems, they will be good friends ♥The crying of lot G
is the best garden on the world a font affair
many stories Thursdays child
blood and snowday for a dance - Come to me
who arrived yesterday in the parcel - little Anna!Jun Miyake
and painting on chinathe nights are cold
Johánek and mister Little rabit were born yesterday, in the night. I could stop working on them, so I went to the bed very, very late. Almost in the morning :-)
white sunday. With almost white , new, tiny friend. Thank you so much PondělíčkoKoop - strange love
games with papers makes me happy :-) bizness
can I take a break, when I love my work?Have a look at Ramón by Jesús Cisneros
So many ideas and so little time...listening- books written for girls
I buy some old things with the idea to use them for my work. But sometimes, I just leave them as they are...stories from the kitchen by Kavka
flowers in my shop
from the tramhave a look at Ch.S.Neal
Yesterday I both some old envelopes, because of my passion for old paper. In one of them, I discovered two letters. Father wrote it to his daughter, from the prison. In the year 1948...I wonder what ...
were in my shop. But only for a few minutes. Thank you Pondělí!Eye candy for Monday HERE
forget about the gravity
of my silent friendslet´s get out of this country
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