Only those who know the ease of a cow while defecating can understand the genesis of the songs of Zolle.
Children of a natural path, direct, compact, subject to the force of gravity.
Impact safe with warm soul that does not end in the fall to the ground.
Even the sketches are lost.
In this contemporary, complex and indefinite, spare plates affirm the essential, appearing as furrows of land of the plain from which they come.
Being broken, turned, crushed, chopped
Scents and smells merge into a single mass of sound: Zolle.