We believe in getting to know people and places through commerce and design. Someone else's daily diet of lo-fi goods is simple to her yet sacred to us, and vice versa. Let's marvel at each other's mundane, because that shit is dope.
Traveling by sea forces you to go slow. You push push push to get there – then you meander. Between two spots of land, you be in limbo.
“Conté” in French means a story or tale – obviously these pencils are ready to jot down yours.
Chasin’ down office supplies or chasin’ down a domaine – we be crushin’ it. Towns to villages to hamlets, one vineyard to the next. Livin’ the dream, the life of a queen – wine in one hand, vintage office supplies in the other. We toast to this. We toast to that. Bringin’ all the lo-fi goods back.
Was it madness to leave Dublin to hunt down office supplies in a region sprinkled with towns, villages, and hamlets? Yes. But I’m a risk-taker
Surrounded by walls of forms, flipping through stacks, smelling the paper… my heart races. A high-so-high that’s a sure sign I’ve landed a job perfect for me.
Chasin’ down trains, parents in tow. A family affair. Hauling cargo. No matter the vehicle, no matter the road – trippin’ with parents always be a crazy-fun low-down adventure.
This trip was some Hollywood shit where people come of age or something. We were like high schoolers havin’ slumber parties, breakin’ night every night, sharing stories while watching the sun come up.
Head to a safari in South Africa, and you’ll learn about the animals that make up the Big 5.
The entire STMT X South Africa sourcing trip was a series of crazy, on repeat – crazy beautiful then crazy scary. It was like some surrealist movie about angst and hunger and pride and division. But instead of watching it, I was living it.
Sometimes you gotta return “home” to regroup and regain focus. Almost six years later I’m back in Colombia. Our first sourcing trip went down here, just a few months shy of officially launching RAD AND HUNGRY.
