There are moments in life when you are looking for a long time that has long been invented in my head. And you leaf through the catalogs, go into the shops and even drive into your house, put a chandelier, a lamp, a sconce on the ceiling and ... no, not that. Tired, you turn on the TV late at night and suddenly from the screen - either molecules, or eggs, but it seems that what you were looking for. And color, color is what you need! And not white, and not gray, but the color of bleached grandmother’s hut, and gray rain sky, and wet earth. It turns out that these are chandeliers, sconces, one at a time, in clusters, in separate compositions. And here she is, the author, sculptor, designer, creator, a beautiful young woman Julia. And lives literally on the next street! It was a very necessary meeting with the continuation ...