I've been wanting to create something for my grandmother Josefa for years: the woman who taught me the essentials of life with sweetness, kindness, and love. The inlaid dice and the colors of the Parcheesi game evoke our shared afternoons and mark the exact number with which she ended her game in this world. Joyful and serene, this piece celebrates her transparency and the legacy she left behind in every simple gesture.
There was never a mask for me to put on for her. 🇬🇧
_Playing at Growing Up_
For years, I've wanted to create something for my grandmother Josefa—the woman who gently, kindly, and lovingly taught me the essentials of life. The embedded dice and the colors of the Parcheesi board recall our afternoons together and mark the exact number with which she ended her game in this world. Cheerful and serene, this piece celebrates her transparency and the legacy she left in every simple gesture.
I never had to wear a mask with her.

🇫🇷
_Jouer à grandir_
Cela fait des années que jeux créer quelque chose pour ma grand-mère Josefa: la femme qui m'a appris, avec douceur, bonté et amour, l'essentiel de la vie. The incrustations and colors of the game evoke us after half-hours and mark the exact chiffre avec lequel a termina sa partie dans ce monde. Joyeuse et sereine, this famous piece sa transparency et l'héritage qu'elle a laisse dans chaque geste simple.
Il n'y a never eu de masque à porter devant elle.