Misha del Val woke up in Bilbao, Basque Country, Spain. He jumped out of bed, grabbed a couple biscuits and a glass of milk, kissed his mum, his grandma, his aunties, and headed for art school. In the semi-darkness of the class, he was bewitched by the slides of Goya, Munch, Dumas, Doig floating on the wall. After the bell rang, tired and hungry, he spent 11 years in Australia. In the evening, he took a cab to Berlin. He was skipping around Mauerpark when he met again his old friend Raisa Raekallio. The light of the new day found Misha in Lapland, munching rye bread toasts, daydreaming in the snow and making paintings with Raisa.