Designing with Solitude

In a stark, whispered room, a porcelain rabbit perches, book in hand, while echoes of jazz linger in the air. Shadows swell as the evening light dances through half-closed blinds, revealing the soft sigh of an unfinished story, forever waiting in the silence.

In a stark, whispered room, a porcelain rabbit perches, book in hand, while echoes of jazz linger in the air. Shadows swell as the evening light dances through half-closed blinds, revealing the soft sigh of an unfinished story, forever waiting in the silence.