Celestial Bloom

A pale dawn of wool unfurls at your feet, stretching approximately 2.50 meters by 1.70, its surface quietly pulsing with the precision of 260 000 knots/m². Each knot is a point of light, together forming a radiant central medallion that seems to hover in the middle of the creamy field like a sun suspended in still air, petals of gold, blue, and terracotta opening in perfect symmetry.

Around this expanse of softness, the borders gather like a finely worked frame: deep brick red and antique gold filled with delicate floral scrolls, corner bouquets gently nudging into the field, as if the garden at the edge cannot help but spill inwards. The fringe falls in a soft, ivory cascade, blurring the line between rug and floor, craft and space.

Placed in a luminous interior, a living room washed in daylight, a tranquil bedroom, a refined study, his rug does not impose; it elevates. It brightens wood and stone, softens shadows, and invites bare feet to sink into its dense, velvety weave, turning any room into a calm sanctuary where time seems to slow and settle.