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The photo posted is from the main entrance of my studio; it is mexican styled and I spent more than three years reforming an old destroyed house into what I wanted. I put all my precious things there: objects colected , old furniture, books, working material, everything I cherish.
I've been working, from quite a time, mainly with Christmas and party decoration, particularly dinner table settings.
Now, I'm back to an old passion: the miniature world!
These are part of my ludic nature.
As to former education, I'm Graduated in Journalism and in Philosophy with Post-Graduation in Contemporary Thinking. I also work on Academic reviews.


NOTE: DEEP FROM THE HEART:

This October 2012 I lost a dear friend I met, here, in this amazing community called Etsy. Among so many great people,…

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  • Female
  • Born on December 2
  • Joined April 15, 2010

Favorite materials

glass, felt, silk, linen, leather, exotic beads and supplies, antiques, embroidery, fabric, ceramic

About

The photo posted is from the main entrance of my studio; it is mexican styled and I spent more than three years reforming an old destroyed house into what I wanted. I put all my precious things there: objects colected , old furniture, books, working material, everything I cherish.
I've been working, from quite a time, mainly with Christmas and party decoration, particularly dinner table settings.
Now, I'm back to an old passion: the miniature world!
These are part of my ludic nature.
As to former education, I'm Graduated in Journalism and in Philosophy with Post-Graduation in Contemporary Thinking. I also work on Academic reviews.


NOTE: DEEP FROM THE HEART:

This October 2012 I lost a dear friend I met, here, in this amazing community called Etsy. Among so many great people, a dearest one, DINA from the Deepwater shop.
"... Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned." (Edna St. Vincent Millay)

I always wanted to refer to this poem in our conversations, as a pervasive theme in my mind, since I knew there was not too much time left; never dared to. I wrote her, instead, this very last words:

"Dearest Dina,
I've translated this for you, from Octavio Paz. Seems I hardly use my own words to
say things from heart to heart!

"Brotherhood

I am a human being: I last little
and enormous is the night.
But I glance up:
the stars write.
Without understanding I comprehend:
I am also scripture
and at this very moment
someone spells me."


I will always care,
Luiza"







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