With the sun dancing around our ankles, we had the pleasure of having breakfast at artist Johanna Pihl’s place. With hot coffee in our hands and Neil Young in our ears, we chatted about far away lion walks, c r a z y good energies, and the art of catching the end of our dreams.
That perfect bleached apricot you’ll find on the facades of old villas, on a washed-out pajama, or in a cold glass of soda with melting ice cubes. Not too pink, not too yellow. Just that soft sea shelly nuance inspired us to the color Soda. We are obsessed with it!
