The two of us outside at dusk, arranging pressed flowers in our moulds on the night of our very first pour
The actual night it started. Two of us, two dogs, and no idea what we were doing.

Our story & the mission

It started on a Wednesday.

Two best friends, two dogs, zero respect for furniture, and one Wednesday night that stuck. We made one thing — a name tag with flowers from the yard — and then another. Then the floor asked for a day off.

We're keeping a lost art alive: the one-of-a-kind.

Some moments only happen once, so we treat them that way — pressed and poured by hand, slowly, with love, and made only once.

Made for the people — and the very good dogs — that matter.

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