within a fragment in me , there exists a materialistic soul. Regarding the physical world, regarding touching. Regarding creating. For me, designing is a necessity. Building. Bringing something into existence. It is not a hobby, nor a pastime. It is not a profession either. It is my way of living and a way of growing in my life.
I design the synonym of a word, of a feeling. It is always a part of me, and encompasses something I want to say when neither words, nor the gestures are enough. At this point in humanity, the universe is asking me, and many others, to feel identified with a challenge. It is asking me not to touch, to stay away. Not to go, not to search. And there´s where I find the air.