When I was very young, the ocean took me from Barcelona. I became a sailor. I went to know the world. I spent many years between islands and sea. But one day, I came back, thinking it was time to have a more serious life.

Looking for a profession on land, I was very attracted to the creative world. Thanks to my usual luck, I immediately started working as a designer in Camper. It worked. I lived nine years between shoes and clothes. At first, I focused on surviving in the new profession, learning, and adapting to so many things I had never done before. I didn’t have much time to think about the sea or nature. But as soon as I was able to relax a little, I sailed again. On weekends I would leave the beach with my Patín Catalan. From day one, I sensed my return to the ocean. During the years of designer, I had never felt as good as at that very moment, surrounded by sea, by nature. It was all very confusing because changing professions took a colossal effort.

For this reason, I thought about waiting a few years. I did not want to rush, leaving behind something that cost a lot to achieve. First, I tried to get it out of my head. Then, as I could not forget about it, I tried combining it with creative work. Sail a lot, live onboard, spend all the holidays at sea, and continue working as a designer. The best of that time were the new friends, first Blanca, Coke, Robbie, Pablo… Then Lucia, Clement, Alfredo, Lin. It was a wonderful time, full of sea and a taste for beautiful things.

Time has passed since then. I wasn’t too wrong thinking I had to go back to my previous job. And out of my boat, I made a way to work and sharing my passion for the sea. Many crews passed through “Narinan” to live their very first seafaring experience. Everything was going well. We sailed around the islands. I never wanted to go any further. I defended the short trips, that to run into a great adventure, all you had to do was release the lines from shore. I wanted to be at sea without making much noise. I did not want to leave far again. But in silence, little by little, the ocean went back into me. So much so that suddenly I find myself permanently embarked on a navigation project to very distant areas, heading to the most remote seas of the planet. I don’t have a boat of my own or home, no-touch base anywhere, no defined plan other than this trip. The ocean has taken me back.

Even though it is pretty contradictory, it is a reality that my other passion has been to make clothes. Because it doesn’t have a lot of sense, I keep it well monitored, under control! But when I saw the beautiful clothes Lucia was making in Après Ski; I could not resist asking her to do something together. Lucia belongs to my happy years of design and sea mixed all together. It has been a charming joint venture in which we have put together the sailor details each of us liked the most to come out with this shirt; it only existed in our dreams. It has also been extraordinary to realize I was living what is perhaps my farewell to design and the creative world. I want to leave this shirt in pledge.

But we’ll see each other soon. Just as I sensed I would return to the ocean, I also know I don’t last long away from the Med, the mare nostrum. Our sea. I’ll be back with new eyes.

Kenneth