asinona

sometimes you feel some words come to your mind as wounds emerging through a gauze, and those words impress your world.

here i am with some friends of mine, funny paper birds by offumac.
sometimes they litterally jump off their paper, and come in my books and notebooks, like flying thoughts, pretending they can read as well… when they do that, it’s hard to go on working, but i like them.

if i had to describe how a donkey’s world could be, i would quote the one who wrote: «be patient, for the world is broad and wide».
curious to know a little more about? well, you can read this.

i think i should start with a dedication, to the one who gave me my name – always reminding me who i really am, just a donkey – and who put my name in his last xmas card.
thank you georgina.

i am just a donkey, who wants – should i say needs? – to leave her trace, and share something with somebody.