UC162

Stone has always been present in many of our projects so far — as counterweight, as texture, as the material that grounds a piece built mostly in wood. But this is the first time stone itself became the discarded matter.

Next door to the workshop is one of the best stone suppliers we know — a place we enjoy getting lost in. Like most stone workshops, it has a back yard: a kind of death row, where the offcuts left behind by the grand, magnificent slab that now graces some kitchen or living room wait out their days before the garbage skip comes.

We noticed two broken slab pieces of Indian Green marble, dust-covered in a corner. The stone that had spent millions of years becoming rock with extraordinary veining, that had been quarried and cut and polished into something magnificent, was about to disappear as rubble.

We broke them into smaller fragments first — they probably didn't love that part. But we suspect they forgave us the moment they found themselves in the front row.