Alexithymia

Alexithymia - Inability to describe emotions verbally.

"The story of a smuggler..."

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Summer 2017
Winter 2016
Tales of the Calabash

"This is a story about Discovery through the imagination, about the richness resulting of intercultural intersections. (...)"

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Summer 2016
Winter 2015
Luz

Once in a future yet to come, a rebellious dreamer named Ana will join a young brave tailor known as “Twelfth”. At the dawn of that Era, Ana and “Twelfth” would outline new social values 

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Summer
Winter
Summer
The Gold Star* Girl

One day, somewhere, there will be a unique and homogeneous civilization, where symmetry will be a rule, where similarity will be praised upon, where there will be no room for exception. In such a place, life will have discipline and rigor of military cadence to our eyes. Individuality and beauty, like all other aspects of life, will have legislation implied.

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Summer
Winter
Wallflowers/Fightflowers

Major revolutions
don’t have to be violently shout,
they can just be... tenderly... whispered

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Summer
Summer
Winter
Kiss me... Quick!

... it's a bonbon made of eggs from Tomar; it is said that if it's not eaten the same day it was backed it spoils...
... it´s a tiny rose that blooms in a wild rosebush...
... it's a love manifest... (...)

Winter
Summer
Summer
EUPhyra, the Medusa that wanted to fly

She was just another creature at the bottom of the sea. She believed that in another place, in another way, she would live much better, she knew it, like many creatures from the bottom of the sea did. And so she wanted to fly. To get out of there. She had never seen or lived any other experience. But she knew those who could fly existed. (...)

Summer
Winter
Summer
Winter
Blue Bull

She had found a way of feeling herself and a way of being felt.
So, she started sharing these feelings with the bull. The more she talked, the more she felt like talking. (...)

Summer
Winter
Summer
Winter
E.L.A. and the Queen of Roses

Ela stopped in front of her and smiled to her. E. L. A couldn’t understand if Ela was smiling in a maleficent, in a naïve or in a condescending way. The enigmatic lady left a rose in her hands and kept rambling amidst the fluttering fabric that was covering her. (...)

Summer
Winter
Summer
Narkë, the story of a dress

Beautiful princess! Your flower feet enchant the East as never before! I will predestinate you so that, like the blue flowers of this lake, whose closed buttons at the light of the Moon blossom at the rays of the Sun, they also enchant the Man of the West. (...)

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