Currently hand-felting wool for a pair of trousers. Almost done, but wanted to clear my mind before finishing.
I witnessed a gathering of six young people wearing organic and freely hanging garments - sensing a refreshing air when witnessing their presence. I'm walking through Frederiksberg Garden, as I spot them. 3 of them (despite the cold weather) sit comfortably on the ground, chatting meanwhile drinking from their coffee cups. One of them is wearing a distressed white sweater with loud neon green painted symbols, which from my interpretation, is inspired by ancient symbolism.
No words, symbols communicating and creating understanding. Like codes.
I made two of the same legs.... Fucking late hours