respiração | breath


Umas malhas em tricot, outras tantas voltas em crochet. Uns novelos de puro algodão, outros tantos de lã e bambu. Os ingredientes para as peças conjuntas com a Dama de Contas vão nascendo assim. Num movimento contínuo que até me (nos) faz esquecer o tempo. É a respiração: o cheiro de terra.

*A few knitted stitches, a few more crocheted stitches. Some cotton skeins, some wool and bambou. The bijou ingredients of my new project with a Dama de Contas are thus being gathered. As a continuous movement that makes me (us) forget the time. It is like breathing: the breath of the earth.*

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