The delicate, barely perceptible touch of Twilight alters the density and taste of the air, embodying the force of the flow of time. This spectral now never lasts long, and in the last echoes of the pre-dusk sound of twilight, color arises.
The color, gently enveloping everything around, resembles a plum: serene, deep, archaic. This hue consists of the feeling of the final step of twilight.
Fingers glide over the fabric, perceiving its dryness and softness, reading its texture. The faint irregularities left by time in the structure of the canvas create a sensation of silvery pollen. It hides within the flowing essence of the cloth.
The trousers are made from fabric from the 1920s (presumably cotton). Inside, there is vintage cotton velvet from the early 20th century. They fasten with hand-crafted hooks.
