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Why an Owl
When I was deciding what the first kit would be, I kept returning to the same question: what kind of presence did I want in a room? Not a character. Not some... -
Not the Object
The first question wasn’t what to make. It was what kind of time to create. I kept thinking about people I knew — not in crisis, not unhappy in any obvious w... -
Where It Began
Six years ago, I began teaching product design at Kyoto City University of Arts. That’s where this started — not in a workshop, not with a piece of leather i... -
The form stands.
The leather has lifted from the surface of the table. It no longer lies down; it rises, defying the flat horizon it once knew.The thread is pulled tight. It ... -
The first thread
The silence is broken here. Not by sound, but by a decision.The needle finds the opening. There is a slight resistance—a brief moment where the leather holds... -
The moment of holding
The leather rests between both hands. It is light, yet it holds a distinct presence. The warmth of the palms slowly transfers to the material, softening its ... -
The quiet surface
The morning light filters through the atelier window.It catches the dust motes drifting in the air, settling slowly onto the workbench.Outside, the Takase Ri...
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