Natural implies a continuous transformation, as inevitable as heartbreaking.
When I see the flowers I feel at home, in a hug of my father. A house forever incomplete, always under construction. Is leaving it "pending" keeping it alive?
The incomplete becomes a reminder that unites us and perpetuates us.
Recover the rites of home, recover the domestic by repeating a gesture to reconstruct the incomplete.
The incomplete reminds that something is missing ... something I love.

100% made in italy with plant-based materials and artisanal embroideries.