Goyo

A place where the seeds wake up from their slumber. 

Where your deepest dreams blossom on the edge of your body. 

Old promises, unforgettable oaths and the names of our loved ones etched on your skin.


Eternal springtime, Le Jardin de Zihwa.


Mish

Like the indelible marks on our palms, we etch your memories on your skin. Not a replication but an art drawn line by line to treasure the moment. Like our childhood diary entries, like a name we utter in reminiscence we all have those things that we want to mark and hold on forever.

Memories we can touch and see. This is our work.


Goyo

A place where the seeds wake up from their slumber. Where your deepest dreams blossom on the edge of your body. Old promises, unforgettable oaths and the names of our loved ones etched on your skin.


Eternal springtime,

Le Jardin de Zihwa.

Mish

Like the indelible marks on our palms, we etch your memories on your skin. Not a replication but an art drawn line by line to treasure the moment. Like our childhood diary entries, like a name we utter in reminiscence we all have those things that we want to mark and hold on forever.


Memories we can touch and see. This is our work.