Okavango, Botswana. This river is known as the one “which never gets to the sea”. It seems from above as if there is a huge tree spread-eagled in the sand with its innumerable tentacular roots drawing a labyrinthine aquatic tableau which the waters re-design everyday. On the banks of these countless streams, all sorts of fragrances rise up from the luxurious vegetation. Be it papyrus, acacia or sycamore, the abundant flora exhumes a constant source of inspiration on which the imagination feeds insatiably.
Okavango, Botswana. This river is known as the one “which never gets to the sea”. It seems from above as if there is a huge tree spread-eagled in the sand with its innumerable tentacular roots drawing a labyrinthine aquatic tableau which the waters re-design everyday. On the banks of these countless streams, all sorts of fragrances rise up from the luxurious vegetation. Be it papyrus, acacia or sycamore, the abundant flora exhumes a constant source of inspiration on which the imagination feeds insatiably.