When I was a litle girl and went to elementary school, I got serious illness in my ears. I had to miss more than a month at school. I think that was at the beginning of classes, because the notebook bigger than I was lacked the initial drawing on its cover. My brother, Charles, ten months younger than me, told me: " If you want, you do the drawing " and I answerded : "yes".
That painting is painting the most beatiful that I have been given in life. It was small ant travelling, probably copied from a book of short stories. The litle ant, had legs as thin wire, a dress with red spots, a tiny hat and folded fligts an a basket full of flowers, in their hands with gloves. The leaves were painted, white that did not happen to the notebook or the ant. When I want to see again and feel the happiness that I felt then, I close my eyes and I travel with it.
