When you are born in an ancient land, always founded on sheep-farming, the destiny written for you is inextricably linked to it, its history, the history of your ancestors, your roots. And that destiny is linked to other lives, simple, minimal lives, which are also intended.
There are trades that are not chosen but are inherited with the blood, with pride and boldness. So I wanted to tell these ties, these intertwined destinies, picking everyday gestures, which are lost in the mists of time.