How often do we want to escape from the crazy pace of life in order to stop even for a minute, even for an hour and hear the beating of our own heart.
To slow down to taste life …. and not to seize something on the fly to grab its scraps.
I sometimes miss this painfully.
The idea, like all my brainchildren, took a long time …
A cozy corner in your space, where you can lie in soft stones, read for a dream to come, or just chat with a friend near a “mystical” lamp – a tree.
Everything in this composition is made of wool and fibers and by hand.