This weekend a friend of mine lead a group of wanderers through the Eifel to my studio. And when they rang at my door I thought I had hallucinations: the walking shoes of my friend had lost their sole and the only thing she could get on a saturday afternoon were huge pink slippers on which she ended bravely the hike. That’s what I always say: a real lady knows how to walk elegantly in every situation on every shoe. Daily Painting about slippers