18/09/2026
while the snake of foresta is shedding her older skins, metamorphosing into her becomings on and with the land, we are walking through time with silence as a dear companion. not because we don’t care about sharing our process. but because we feel we are not yet offered such a space. we are offered to be with silence.
silence as a protagonist, as a protective veil shielding the humming midwives of foresta from the noises and distractions, opinions and beliefs. protecting the delicate processes of foresta’s becomings from the evaluating gaze, from even unintentional forms of unkindness, from any kind of extractive relations, even in their most innocent attitudes of what’s in this for me, what will i get, or what can i photograph. in the transparent opacity of silence, intentions stay unseen but become felt. who comes to give, who comes to get, who is indifferent, who is tuned towards genuine reciprocity, willing to jump into the unknown.
silence is a generous space that makes worlds more spacious, makes a sanctuary for the most precious, time and attention. let the midwives continue humming. let the silence continue protecting the delicacy of this time of becoming. let the shift from the extractive towards the generative continue making space for its unstoppable movement, as it is not (only) in the discourse but in the smallest details of relations. let us walk in wonder.