Always believe in the simplicity of wood tones.

The moment we peel back the surface, what touches us is its unique life force, like a gentle breeze that clears our eyes.

It embodies nature, etched into its own growth rings, and when our fingers touch it, we sense its unique warmth.

Every simulation of a steel plate is a devout acquisition on the path of exploration.

What we aim to present is that instant of joy.

Revealing the ruggedness of its texture, unconventional, each piece harmoniously different yet unified.

So, why not be bold, who says only the delicate is favored.

White, not fond of high gloss, let it be matte, that hint of sheen is enough to express a preference for pure colors.

White, synonymous with elegance, cleanliness, and freshness, we can't bear to see it gather dust, always wiping it gently, surprised by the fluff that lands on its surface.

Beauty is a touch to the soul, it reaches the inner softness.

And because of this inner softness, we embrace all of it, even the marks, imbuing them with the meaning of human touch.

Everyone knows beauty as beauty, thus ugliness is known.

When soft white meets rugged wood grain, an unexpected tranquility emerges.

Zen, is enlightenment.

Zen-like, however, is an externalized contemplation.

High mountains and flowing waters, we see nature, but hear our state of mind.

I never thought this faint joy would flow like the sound of babbling water.

Unconsciously, I am utterly enchanted...