A moth emerges from the dark, its
wings a map of forgotten constellations. Around it, fragments of
sketches, equations, and fragile lines drift like half-remembered dreams
The language of explorers and artists
entwined. This shirt is a meditation on flight, on the delicate
machinery of nature, on beauty found in margins and footnotes.
More than fabric, it is a fragment of
night translated into form. A wearable poetry for those who move
between shadow and light.
