One day, Little Man is having a walk. Next to the path, he finds something. 

«Don't be afraid»,said the thing. 

Easy to say..., thinks Little Man. 

«Who are you?» he kindly asks. 

«I am God» 

«You are God? The GOD? I didn't imagine you like that.»

The white handkerchief is an intense and poignant story: told with sensitivity by Viorel Boldis and sharp black and white woodcuts of Antonella Toffolo. It is the story of a departure from one’s homeland and its traditions, and of the consequent tear to the link with a family (loved and hated with equal intensity).

«Io non sono sempre stato io. Prima di essere me, non ero dentro me. Ero altrove. Altrove è tutto tranne me. Solo poi, sono diventato veramente io.» In questa storia, domande, dubbi e difficoltà assumono le sembianze di un orco. Bisognerà affrontarlo per trovare quello che si cerca. E quello che si troverà, alla fine, sono parole di tutti i colori. Per poter dire le cose, parlare di quello che fa paura. E parlare anche della felicità. Due autori di grande prestigio per un libro unico.

Vincitore del Premio Internazionale CJ Picture Book Awards International Competition.

A house where no one lives, surrounded by a perfect and silent garden. A girl with a passion for questions and misteries lives right in front of it. A short gothic story in words and images invites the readers to look beyond the wall, to see and feel faces and voices of the many storytellers.

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No one knows what could happen when a magician loses his magic wand. More so if it is a puppy like Dug the one who finds it. You have to be careful with magic wands, unless you’re a certified expert: it's really hard to use them properly. In fact, magic doesn’t belong to anyone and loves to roam free in the streets, making jokes, touching here and there, playing pickaboo to reappear unexpectedly, for a grand-finale that leaves everybody open-mouthed.

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Velluto is a thief. We follow him slipping into a house like a caress, passing like a wave on the sand. The ordinary life of the house goes on: Velluto is unnoticed. He is a thief, after all. The house is magnificent: works of ancient, modern and contemporary art, furniture by the best designers. How did he choose this house? What will he steal? And who hides behind the mask of Velluto the thief?

Mister Nobody lives in a big city. He is kind and silent and lives an ordinary life made of dishes to wash, plants to water, holes in the socks to fix, windows to watch other people's lives go by, benches in the park to rest while going back home, a post office to mail parcels. People simply do not notice him: he is just part of the landscape and they are too busy to stop and take a look. But mister Nobody has a secret. At night, when everybody is asleep, he starts his job. It is a very special job: without him, the marvels of the starry night sky would never exist.

ABC cercasi is a wild alphabet crowded with lively and busy characters. Each letter stands for an animal: Fanny is an ant who works at a paper mill; Gaia is a giraffe ballerina; Hassan is a municipal traffic porcupine; Nikita is a junk-dealer narwhal... Every one of them has a story to tell in an endless ring-around-the-rosies where every one of them is looking for something missing that somebody else does have… A perfect metaphor of alphabet and life: every letter needs the others to become a word. This book is a feast for both the eyes and the hearts.

Where do angels live? Some people think they live up in Christmas trees among the sparkling lights and colorful balls, or inside shop windows to illuminate the most expensive celebration of the year. Others think they simply inhabit the mystery and therefore they could be anywhere, for example, even on a balcony of a building at the most remote city in the world. Maybe an angel arrives when you feel a small empty space inside you that nourishes itself upon darkness, silence and awe.

Tony Tanner, a stamps dealer, has learned to travel with the bare minimum: a lightweight and inconspicuous suitcase, which accompanies him during his wanderings in search of rare items. One day at a station, Tony finds a worn looking and delicate diary on a bench, mysteriously landed in our time from the eighteenth century. It belonged to the young and pretty Hortense who, from page to page, tells Tony of her mad love for the charming, irresistible and devilish Count Saint-Germain. Absorbed in the reading of the diary, Tony forgets reality and his travel becomes a journey through time.