Collection: The Crocodile Series

Cold blood is not the absence of feeling. It is the refusal to be ruled by it.

The crocodile does not chase. It chooses its water, holds still, and lets the river bring what it is owed.

This series is built on that discipline. Nothing on its surface moves — though under the light, everything seems about to.

Twelve colours, each carrying the coordinates of a place.

Worn by those who are waited for.