navyslate:

“to begin at the beginning

deep in rural France

i came across piles and

piles of very very old

vintage used linen sheets

which had beautiful textures.

when i closely looked

at the sheets there was

a sense of life in the fabrics

as i randomly ran my

hand over each sheet

i felt a unique individual

character in the fabrication of the weave.

no sheets were the same.

each had it own personal grain and mark.

i began to realise that people during

the night slept on these linen sheets

and glided into their dreams deep into the black night.

come draw your ear closer to the

yarn of the linen sheets and

you can hear their dreams.

one metre along the fibres

and a peep show, two metres

she gives birth to a squealing piglet.”

(Dreams by Koto Bolofo, 2013)

(via thegiftsoflife)