© Claudine Ponsard
The snow drops came out last week in my garden. And here is a heart that my mother painted. As long as i can remember, she always had a paint brush in her hand every single day . When i was 8 she gave up a very secure job to become a crafter...I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree ! She is the one who started selling my things when I was just 13 (I was very proud to get my own money then). So as a just return, i helped set up her shop on the internet.