When decorative life is not enough.
About the Studio.
An atelier that brings to life, on commission, interiors, art furniture, and objects. We bind thought, sensibility, and poetry to add resonance, presence, and wonder to our clients' lives, in the celebration of the rites of the everyday.
Imagined here.
Engineered here.
Orchestrated here.
From the first wisps in the imagination to the finished art piece or monumental work that finds its raison d'être in your home, we protect the dream you entrusted us with. It is our craft, and beyond the sense of relief it may bring you, the only path we know that leads to wonder.
The art of transfiguration.
Glass, wood, metal, clay, fabric, leather, stone… To turn matter into emotion, savoir-faire requires more than a flawless practice of the trade. To experience, it needs the freshness of a child's eye; to dexterity, the spontaneous grace of loving gestures; to respect for raw matter, a sense of awe before its mysteries. These are the forgotten virtues of true mastery, still alive in the few artisans whose hands we trust to bring our creations to life.
Master Jin Gerart, adorning an Arakuto altar.
Our Ethos.
We Few. We Happy Few.
For us, poetry transcends words and verses. It's visceral. Existential. A way of inhabiting life with eyes and heart wide open. Fearlessly. Furiously. The refusal to let the chaos, simulacra, and cynicism of our age extinguish the highest manifestation of what it means to be human: the experience of beauty. We are creators, artisans, wonderers, thinkers, patrons, and anonymous souls from across the Earth. We are today's warrior poets. Few in number we are, but great in spirit. For we know that the future is not what will happen, but what we will do.
Our Story.
Or the fable that made us.
Why does anyone begin anything that matters? We want to believe in some original cause. A calling. The revelation of a grand why. Something virtuous or heroic that we can tell at dinner parties. But the truth is not always that noble. Paying the bills, impressing a girl, breaking out of boredom, proving a point, silencing a doubt, escaping a boss, stopping feeling invisible, or simply to feel alive again, whatever drives us to act is, sometimes, far from worthy of a life's mission.
So we wish we could tell you that, back in 2005, a handful of accomplices and around twenty artisans opened an atelier near Montréal because they'd come to the conclusion that the world was dying from a lack of wonder. But that wouldn't be the real story. Yet, that's the one we told ourselves. We chose to believe. It may have been just a fable then, but what a beautiful one.
Years went by. We fell. Often. We broke our teeth on reality. Often. And yet, we always found our way through. We worked for Alfred Dunhill, Michael Kors, Tory Burch, Valmont, OVO, Links of London, Holt Renfrew, the Ritz-Carlton, The Keg. Residential commissions followed, each one a world unto itself. Then came art furniture pieces, and objects that mystify reason. The Vascellum of the Way of Wine, the culinary altars of Arakuto.
Somewhere, throughout our journey, we learned what very few will ever come to know: the price of wonder. What it costs in constancy over time, generosity of effort, disappointments, self-questioning, and victories over oneself.
Until one day, without noticing, creating wonder is just that thing you do. Has become second nature. And, as if it had always been so, the why of it all.
