A meditation from Sanctum There was a time when attention felt endless. A book could hold an afternoon without apology.

A meditation from Sanctum There’s a certain kind of beauty we only notice when we’re not looking for

A meditation from Sanctum Where it all began In the beginning, there was a singularity — a point infinitely dense and

On walls, and how they have connected us since the dawn of humankind. A design lens on the mundane.