Collections

The studio, cut a few different ways — by season, by colour, and by how loudly a piece wants to be worn.

Rust and forest, at scale

The Festival Edit

Pieces rolled for Diwali and the weeks around it — deeper colour, more scale, packed to be handed over.

Everything in forest

Wet bark after the first rain. It reads considered rather than bright, and lets a single rust coil carry the centre.

Everything in rust

Marigold, terracotta, the inside of a clay pot — the colour the studio reaches for when a piece needs heat.

Light, small, unfussy

Small pieces that go on without thinking and come off having been forgotten about — which is the point.

The largest pieces we make

The pieces that make the argument for paper — scale that would be unwearable in metal, at the weight of almost nothing.