Big Ideas,
Real Impact.
Driven by curiosity and built on purpose, this is where bold thinking meets thoughtful execution. Let’s create something meaningful together.
Cork Wreck.
Almost at sunrise, after a heavy night of drinking, I woke up suddenly — unsure whether I was truly awake or still alive. A bitter-sour taste lingered in my mouth. Dry as the desert.My head spinning, heavy as stone… I felt like a castaway.
Gulliver’s Cork.
When I was a child, I believed the world was full of secrets. (still do). Hidden kingdoms in the smallest corners. I would imagine tiny hands pulling ropes, giant seas made of rugs. An ordinary object could become an entire landscape. A cork, a mountain. A thread, a bridge. Somewhere in those quiet inventions, my way of seeing the world began.
Grand Cru.
Some dreams don’t arrive with applause. They arrive with dirt under the nails. Long days. Quiet effort. The sound of steel against wood. What looks effortless from afar was once heavy in someone’s hands. Excellence is not found. It is harvested.
