The air was lukewarm and she was lying in the living room, the door on the garden was open. With her eyes closed, she imagined she was always on the couch, always at home, but on the doorstep. That was not enough for her, so she thought she was outside. She felt like she could feel the walls disappearing and smiled. She imagined she was at the edge of a pool. She let her hand slide from the sofa to the floor. She pulled it back wet.
Originating from the inspiration of a Japanese sponge, Konjac is the minimal East in total white grisaille. Lively and original in various colours with an effect that makes it similar to a wool tweed.