It all begins with an idea. An Adriatic-biue travel mug leans beside a vintage typewriter, olive sprig, open notebook, and honey-drizzled struffoli. Capturing genealogical quests, sacred art musings, and storytelling family rituals.

A medieval mosaic that isn’t just decoration—it’s a map of the human soul, hidden in plain sight at the heel of Italy.

An art born of scarcity, devotion, and ingenuity—papier-mâché saints that still shape the spiritual life of Southern Italy.

In Ostuni’s antique market, a 250-year-old sacred art print from a Munich Monastery found me—and all was illuminated.

Six hundred thousand stones laid not to impress, but to teach—this cathedral floor tells one continuous story of faith, myth, and memory.