We can't really explain what this is. And we've stopped trying.
What you see here depends on who you are when you look. Some people get it immediately. Others don't. Neither is wrong.
Think of it as a mirror. Honest, a little uncomfortable, occasionally inconvenient. The kind that shows you what's actually there — not what you were hoping for.
We make things. Clothes, mostly. Sometimes something else entirely. It depends on the moment — and moments are made of a fraction of the past, the present, and above all the future.
Everything here is future. Even when we look back, we do it to bring it forward.
For people who've already had that conversation with themselves. Who know that what they wear — or carry, or keep — is just the outside of something much more interesting happening within.

That's it, really. No manifesto needed.
Mr.Lodewijk. The Fifth State. Madrid.