Years ago, when my grandmother was still alive, i went to see her in Sardegna.
It was a day like many others, a sunday spent with my family, but at some point, while searching around the house to find something to do, i came across this book, little and blue that, incredibly, turned out to be "Alice in Wonderland".
I thought it was strange that she had a book like this, but i fell in love with it and i asked her to give it to me as a present.
I thought it was strange that she had a book like this, but i fell in love with it and i asked her to give it to me as a present.
Few years ago, when she passed away, i found it again and i realized how much it looks like her: so tiny, so elegant, modest but with much dignity. So, i decided to devote a little bit of my time to her memory, and the image of this garden was born.
I hope you like it...
Andreeà
