Evening in Longueville

A friend took me with him to visit a lady who makes sculptures. She lives in a little house with beside it a working room almost as big as her house, the whole surrounded by a beautiful garden. In the garden naturally her art-works. She was working on a series of wigwams in lost-wax-method-bronze (really superb). And also she was making a textile of woven paper that she is going to inlay into long wooden pieces. I love the way she lives, lonely in her house.