Hello, I'm Carmen
And this is the story of how I discovered the Magikitos
My mother's spark
Sometimes I wonder where my passion for creating with my hands the feelings my heart dictates came from, and I believe it was my mother who lit that spark.
Ever since I was little, I always saw her surrounded by threads, buttons and needles. From her I learned to bring to life the love you feel and to express it in small handcrafted works, which immerse you in a feeling of happiness for being able to create with your hands an idea you have in your mind.
Little by little, with great patience and great love, you manage to shape your ideas. From a very young age, she taught me to sit patiently, to concentrate and to be able to do sewing or knitting, and to feel the satisfaction of finishing something and enjoying it.
"Let it be neat"
I'll never forget that she always used to say: "Let it be neat, because what matters is not the time you need to finish it, but the final result." And she was right. Nobody asked me how long it had taken, they just said: "How beautiful!"
That's how I grew fond of it and kept learning. Patience became my ally, and creating with my hands became my refuge.
My free time
Once my children grew up and didn't need me as much, I devoted my free time, among other things, to knitting jumpers and blankets. When there was no more room in the wardrobes, I took up crocheting amigurumis and then learned to make Waldorf-style dolls.
Over the years, I enjoy my creations more and more. Each piece carries a little bit of me, of my time, of my calm.
How this madness began
One day I had the idea of creating a gnome. I had no clue how to do it, but I started modelling a piece of porcelain and my first face emerged. With some bits of wire and old fabric scraps, I made the first little body and Pau was born, my inseparable friend who comes with me on every journey.
From that point on, it became a need, and little by little my life has been filling up with porcelain gnomes and wool fairies.
My magical world
It makes me happy to bring my little creatures to life and write them letters that they faithfully answer. That is my world, and that is how I discovered the Magikitos.
Each one has its own personality, its own story. And when they find their home, I know they carry with them a little piece of that calm and that magic I found creating with my hands.
How I met the Magikitos
The forests of Taramundi are the ancestral home of the Magikitos. It is a place where magic still lives, where every tree whispers ancient stories and where it all began.
This is a short video I recorded in the forests of Taramundi, where I discovered these magical creatures for the very first time.
