From Matilda´s studio one could only see the sea. And the sea was more than enough. Much more than enough. Sitting in front of her pc, a window dirtied by dust and water from the Mediterranean reminded her how lucky she was. She needed to be reminded once in a while. Facing her easel, her canvases and a hundred tubes of paint, a window reminded her how happy she was. She needed to be reminded once in a while.