Only when the vans and the lorries arrive on site, and tens of people work, changing the face of a street or a house, in order to create something that began as an idea I scribbled down at a cafe… or by the sea… only then does it hit me!

This is actually happening. An idea became a construction that became a reality and took over, not only my own life, but the lives of hundreds, at least for a few months. IS THAT CRAZY?! At least at that moment it’s worth the endless hours, days, weeks, months of slogging to make this magic…