A fragment of land, carved and shaped, radiating in every direction like the whispers of a forgotten memory. Inspired by the unruly charm of rug fringes, this piece transforms the mundane into a dance of playful motion. It captures the essence of a casual stroll into the wheat valley of Bekaa, where summer’s warmth embraces the earth. The green of spring has given way to golden hues, dry bushes brushing against bare legs, leaving their gentle mark. It’s a tribute to nature’s quiet transformation, a snapshot of freedom and discovery woven into fibers that ripple with life, like the echo of a summer breeze.