She observes the surroundings with tender eyes. She walks in the wind, in between carved shapes and through a curtain. Her hair tied up. Her hand sweeps over the weaved seat. Nature surrounds her with a sparsely coloured sky. A natural transparence. This is her space.
A dedicated woman is passing. Sculptural forms appear everywhere. Everything is work made by hand. Here is room for art and craftsmanship. Here is room to create and here is room for life.