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.
We travel the world huntin’ down office supplies that are often overlooked in their own home… but to us their simple nature is BIG.
Goin’ ALL OUT for the New Zealand Booster Pack! Pen and pencil, notebook, index book with alphabet tabs, AND a vintage protractor?? SO MUCH MAGIC.
A disappearing act? Discovery. Surrounded by kiwis, livin’ the fantasy of hobbits. Scorin’ a rare batch of lo-fi office supplies. Every day we’re travelin’, and what keeps it magic? Still getting M-F’in excited over kiwifruit.
I live life with high expectations. I go head first into taking on too much responsibility – not blind, just accepting that I’m walking into a shitstorm I created and I’m gonna M’THR F’IN survive.
Six years in and sometimes I wonder why shit doesn’t work faster, why we don’t ship faster, but I get it. What we create, what we share is a mix of design, storytelling, craft, and travel.
I said goodbye to Maunga village when my volunteer service ended, hoping someday I’d get the opportunity to return. Last spring, after an eight-year absence, I finally got my wish.
We putter the Portuguese pavement how sailors navigate the sea. We push, we drift, we wind through big and sleepy towns. Huntin’ lo-fi goods. The quest that never rests.
I’m dreaming of listening to a fave summertime anthem, on repeat… bustin’ a move and nodding along to Will Smith rappin “Summer, summer, summertime, Time to sit back and unwind”, drink in hand, and the sun beating down on me.
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.
