Where this started
It began on a research trip through the Atlas Mountains. We went through villages where weaving runs generations deep, and where techniques are passed down for so long that nobody remembers whose hands started them.
Despite the beautiful craftsmanship, almost none of it ever made it into serious architecture. They are treated as decoration, sold as souvenirs, when they were clearly built for more. That gap didn’t sit right with us. We’ve spent the years since closing it.