Born in Old Castile in 1957, hosted by France in 1961, in a wonderful small town Lotois, I spent my childhood among the old stones and smells of the season. Initiated by my father, I learned to carve wood and stone. My mother and my two older sisters treat with tenderness and abrasions on the fingers blows. With bits of colored wool and pretty fabrics bought at the market they give shape to the clothes I make on my "books drafts."
