“In Japan, we do not throw away the old to build the new. We sand away the pain... to reveal the beauty that was sleeping underneath.”
“We did not renovate a house. We reminded a family how to bow to their own threshold.”
“It’s the same house... but it feels like spring. I can hear the rain on the roof again—but now, it sounds like music.”
Time-lapse of workers in white tabi socks removing tatami mats like they are performing surgery. A single preserved tokonoma pillar is stripped of 50 years of dark stain, revealing pale, fragrant Hinoki cypress.