When nature is free.
When I sit in a place where nature is, how can I say, well, free to be natural,
I don't desire to read the breaking news,
I don't desire to do a work,
I don't desire to be productive, no.
It's strange
Pio
In central Portugal, dreamers reveal why multicultural community is their most valuable asset.
1200m above sea level, 164 kilometres from Porto and 217 kilometres from Lisbon, in the Lousã mountains, a group of ceramists with various experience levels are feeding the wood-fired Sasukenei kiln built in 2015 by a group of Portuguese ceramists with the help of the master Masakazu Kusakabe.
The process
A renaissance man, but burns modern.
My hands were painfully tired, unable to maneuver my 1000W electric hammer. I haven't been doing this for a while now, actually, I've never been taking so much cement plaster off the wall. It's an old wall, deep red and beige sandstone letting the
This is the end.
It is an end of January and I feel that I run out of any indpendent thought. Not only independent but any. This must be a brain rot.
I was sick whole January, and maybe that is why I only scrolled; I never was into that. Moreover, I have no