thirteen doodles of horses who accidentally became a calendar.
they weren’t planning to mark time, they were just standing around when the months appeared. now they’re quietly taking turns: one horse per month, with an extra one for luck or mild confusion.
available as a wall a3 or a desk dl, depending on how you prefer to observe the passage of days: vertically, horizontally, or not at all. each page is a small reminder that schedules are suggestions, and that grass still grows even when no one is counting.
contains traces of hay, ink, and temporal uncertainty.







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