“When an incidental color or a random fragrance takes possession of our imagination, we can unexpectedly blossom into a new entity as it gives us wings and enlightens our horizon, just like canary birds that feel stimulated and start singing as soon as they sense the radiance of the sun through the reflection of the skylight. (‘"Côté cour…Côté jardin" )” ImaginationColorSingingReflectionWingsFragranceRadianceBlossomSkylightCanary Bird Author:Erik Pevernagie