Jensgen

The wooden doors of the wardrobe open a bit heavily, but the dry wood note puts me in the mood. Today, I’ll wear the blue shirt, paired with brown leather shoes - that’s how I can sit at the desk. I push the keyboard aside...

It begins lightly, almost playfully - green, citrusy, fresh. At first, I thought of Italy: lemon trees, clear air, early light. But with each step, it grew quieter. The trees multiplied. And then it stands there, in the middle of a sunny clearing: A...