My favorite movie of all time is The adventures of Baron Munchaussen. I found it out in a little old video store and watched it holding my breath. My life changed -so much I’m still finding out how. What’s the meaning of life? Why are we alive? Is it to find the beauty in every small thing, to help ourselves and others understand the magic and the despair of life and rain and cats and smiles and death…

Ever since I’ve enjoyed his movies a lot. he seems to be obsessed with the same questions that puzzle me: what is “reality”? “what is “fantasy”? Isn’t life just a tale we write while we wait for the play to end?