The homes that stay with us rarely come together all at once. They evolve through the years, shaped by the places we've been, the things we've collected and the pieces we simply couldn't leave behind. Some stay forever, others make way for something new, but together they begin to tell a story that feels entirely personal. Character isn't something you can plan. It builds slowly, almost without noticing.
A colour that lingered, a silhouette spotted while traveling, the texture of weathered wood, the weight of handmade ceramics, the way afternoon light catches glass. Somewhere along the way, those ideas found each other. What emerged wasn't defined by a single style or trend, but by a rich mix of materials, each bringing its own depth, texture and character.
We stopped trying to smooth away the details that made them interesting. The grain in the wood, the folds in the linen, the tiny bubbles in the glass— they weren't imperfections to hide, but proof that the material was doing exactly what it was meant to do.
Somewhere during the process, the boundaries between styles became less relevant too. Traditional references found their way into sculptural forms. Bold silhouettes became softer once wrapped in natural fabrics. Pieces that seemed unlikely companions on paper suddenly belonged together in the studio. Not because they matched, but because each one brought out something in the other.
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