About us

Uncut crystals lie quietly, like a sleeping spirit in the mountains.
A polished crystal ornament hangs beside a water table, its light swaying with the waves, like stars falling into a shallow stream.
Roughness and refinement, the primitive and the refined, coexist here.
The whisper of time, the shimmering display, is a breath of the present.
Not pursuing perfection, but seeking that every texture speaks to the true nature of nature—this is the mineral poetry of Eastern wabi-sabi.