by Manuela Metra
Nuances of my life means exacly a soft box in wich I find myself when I can’t hear the voice of my soul, of my heart. Sometimes what makes me happy becomes a bond. Love my family, love my home, love my art, everything can become duty instead pleasure. So when I lost myself in duty I find myself in beauty. Beauty of Life, nature, of a quiet moment. I have my moments, to hear my voice.