GENESIS OF THOUGHTS…FRUITS OF IMAGINATION

My garden is as big as the world. It has no limit. I sowed in a soil fertile in reverie, rich in imagination, seeds with a touch of madness. I took care of them, I sprinkled them with ideas. They grew creatively and fun. I'm offering to you my harvest, here are: the fruits of my imagination.

 

I want to talk about the garden that I carry within me. My inner garden that I cultivate. I use different fabrics, which recall my fertile imagination.

 

One sleepless night I started rehashing the words of my mental map and the word fruit brought me to this famous expression: "These are the fruits of your imagination". A little phrase that was repeated to me often in my youth by my mother, it was the illumination, the flash of genius!