Matrix Of Leafs An endless unraveling of twisted branches, lush shoots, tenacious roots and velvet leaves forms an impenetrable matrix that envelops the existence of the Mentawai, the silent inhabitants of this green world. It connects them, nourishes them, together protects and isolates them, hides every path to reach them but reveals the only way to meet them. A river dark as an abyss, with mangroves drawing its banks, guides us with its meandering course to the heart of the island. There in the mud of the forest that dying regenerates itself, a hut of wood and knots welcomes us. Suspended in time, nestled among plants and flowers that come straight from dreams, it will be our refuge in the deepest jungle. Here night comes swiftly, laden with moisture and exotic scents , darkness envelops us accompanied by a multitude of mysterious sounds and the crackling of fire. We sleep under intermittent stars, extinguished and rekindled by the passage of great black wings that silently mo...