I found in my memories of wonderful holidays in Tuscany. When
I was there, every material I set my eyes on seemed to have a
rich patina. The light brought a bright and shiny mood, the
space was wide, and everywhere was calm, tranquil – disturbed
only by the birds singing.
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Memories of wonderful holidays in Tuscany. When I was there, every
material I set my eyes on seemed to have a rich patina. The light
brought a bright and shiny mood, the space was wide, and
everywhere was calm, tranquil – disturbed only by the birds
singing.
It was a place where time disappeared. Days were gone. Only
seasons, and their impact on vegetation and light, remained. There’s
something terribly romantic about this sense of timelessness, and I
wanted to reproduce this for my invented safe have
