You might wonder where the magic will end, if it will end, or if we have a ship for real. Sails, you say, what do you need them for? To sail our own way of course, I’ll answer. These sails are one step in our direction, the heartfelt one. Where even the smallest winds can make the biggest difference and take us to places we havn’t been, or taking us back to places we shouldn’t look too close at again.
Our sails have been made by my patient pirate today, and they will create the softest comforting dark skies above our deck. I’m often in the dark, and I wouldn’t see the stars if not. Sometimes I feel it’s a blessing, like today, since the stars where so bright. But mostly I would disagree with myself on that one. But a textile ceiling, you say curious, what makes you want that? I don’t know, I forgot to think about why, I say, it’s just a feeling. And my feelings want it to be buttoned to the ceiling too. And that’s how the floors turned diagonal as well. That’s where you find magic – where there isn’t too much thinking. And it won’t end since it’s who I am, and the way I also approach my interiors. Ahoy!