What day is it in the universe?

There is a time that belongs to clock hands, calendars, and the deadlines of days flowing down in the valley. And then there is the time of the universe.

From these peaks we look at the world from the right distance. We listen to what the noise of everyday life hides.
This section gathers the traces of that listening. They are our artistic works and those of our friends. They share the same way of life but chose not to showcase their home here. Here you will find verses, paintings, photographs, short films, everyday objects that look like sculptures. It is not art seeking applause; it is a way of saying "I am here, and this is what I see."

We invite you into this space with a light step and an open mind. Let yourself be touched by these shards of beauty.

We open this path with a question that is already a prayer, an invitation to redefine our coordinates in the universe.