A magical number, the vital breath, an open formula, the infinite journey. Towards lightness. In things, into the world. Ottod’ame, eight women. Who infuse the soul, who put heart in what they do. Who put body, that bring life to a delicate dream. The beauty from within.
Eight years, of vision and history, around thinking and seeking, feeling and composing the traces of a flavour, hidden, of a secret motif.
Eight minutes, for a ray of sunlight that reaches our face, caressing it.
Eight hours, for a day that runs slowly through to night.
Eight faces, for a story that tells us of everyone and no one.
Eight steps, for a letter that becomes something else.
Eight ways, for a life that finds its path.