You stumble with well-placed bricks, with magical green glows, with red soil leaving the ground to climb the wall of a tower ...
In addition, the patience and knowledge that give the centuries, have opened the doors to new dreams, have forced you to go further, to know what others do with other lands, with other glares ...
And so, with our and other lands, with our and other shines, Fernando makes his dreams ...
Thus, the paper boat that he dreamed of as a child is now made of porcelain.
He goes down to his shop by the river. Open your eyes wide and listen ... In the Vega de Teruel not only hear the birds and the rumor of the poplars. In the Vega de Teruel you can hear the dreams of the lathe, the love of the oven, the joy of the land ...