"“These are my girls,” smiles Susanna, stroking the belly of one of them with great kindness and affection. “She” replies with a quick, happy gurgle.
Susanna’s Girls live all together, in a not-very-large room; on tiptoe, a feeble beam of light slips inside, careful not to disturb them. In silence, the girls work tirelessly, night and day: they develop and protect something precious that needs time and quiet to reach maturity".
Palate Press, April 3, 2012