Where fire becomes form.

This is movement shaped by meaning—

a testament to those who do not yield.

Sculpted only in titanium.

This is permanence given form—

a legacy etched for those who shape what endures.

Sculpted for sovereigns.

This is revelation in form—

a crown wrought not in gold, but in glory.

Crafted in the shadows of becoming.

This is where the hand was forged—

a closed collection marking the origin

of the one who would one day sculpt for kings.