The texture in the walls, stones, the towel or floor or contain, if we pay close attention, the most fascinating stories. Looking closely, or even closing our eyes, there is no inert life. These stories, told with points, lines and symbols, contain faces and landscapes that accumulate as we watch them. If we look closely, we can find endless inner paths that systematically free us. Looking closely, there is no structure capable of enclosing us.

Small gardens work like windows and mirrors in the middle of our walls and boundaries. In them, life is obvious and wild, it does not speak in a low voice like the texture of the wall or our skin. Its objective is to hypnotize the gaze and to slow down expectations and productivity and return attention to the moment, our body and our infinite source of life, nature.