My project does not tell only my story, but echoes every home that once gathered, then forgot how. It recalls traditions fading, rituals lost, in a time where rushing silences listening. What I created seems simple—wood, stone, metal— yet it holds the unsaid, a silent attempt to revive a nearly vanished family ritual, bringing us back to ourselves when the world shakes us. Inspired by a table mat that protects quietly, unseen, I crafted six golden copper jewels, each unique, each for one family member, guarding the spirit of their stories. At the center: an oak and marble piece, with carved voids completed only when gathered, when jewels align, revealing one whole image— a silent yet living bond. This table is not furniture, but a memory preserving small tales, a place to forgive what seemed lost, where listening becomes love, and sharing resists forgetting. My project is no passing call, but a reminder: Do not abandon your seats, warmth lives in the simplest moments, around the table we may find—ourselves. Photographed by : Giovanni Facouseh