On Rafael Mantesso's thirtieth birthday, his wife left him. She took their cookware, their furniture, their photos, their decorations. She left Rafael alone in an empty all-white apartment. The only thing she didn't take was their bull terrier, whom she'd named after her favourite shoe designer: Jimmy Choo.       With only his best friend for company, Rafael started snapping photos of Jimmy Choo as he trotted and cavorted through the rooms in glee. Then, when Jimmy collapsed in happy exhaustion next to the white wall, on a whim Rafael grabbed a marker and drew a new world around his ginger-eared pup. Suddenly, Rafael felt his long-dormant inspiration--for drawing, for art, for life--returning.