A quiet cardigan built from a submerged field.
At a distance, it reads as a deep, even blue.
Up close, forms begin to emerge, soft structures, drifting traces, something growing or settling beneath the surface.
Nothing sits on top. The image is knit directly into the fabric, so it feels embedded rather than applied.
It’s an easy layer, but not a simple one.
Made to be worn often, and understood slowly.
Part of the Long Sardine riff.
