A wall of tears, but not the sad kind.

Found somewhere along the road in India by Marie-Gon, a Dutch colour consultant, this simple painted surface caught our eye. Lines of turquoise, orange, pink, yellow and soft blue drip down the wall, gathering, crossing and changing direction as they go.

At first glance, it is just paint running down a surface. But stay with it a little longer and it starts to feel almost like a drawing. Paint gathers, spills, slows down and leaves its own rhythm behind. Nothing is deliberately drawn, yet everything seems to be moving.

That is what makes the image so interesting. These are tears, but they arrive in colours that feel anything but sorrowful. They look more like joy escaping the wall, too bright to stay where it was put and too liquid to settle into one fixed image.

There is something wonderfully spontaneous about it. No perfect lines, no carefully arranged composition. Just colour doing what colour does when it is given a little freedom.

When translated into textiles, we kept that same sense of release. The vertical streams of colour run and overlap across the fabric, while transparent layers and unexpected crossings create new movements as the textile folds.

Tears of joy, apparently, can be very colourful.