Each one shares a silhouette, a metal, a silence. Together, a home becomes an instrument.
A palm-sized aluminum worry stone. Sits on shelves, tables, nightstands. Heavy in the hand. Touch the top and the room begins to breathe.
A smaller sibling. Thread a leather cord and it travels. From the kitchen to the car to the beach. The mesh remembers where it came from.
A Reuleaux triangle of aluminum that adheres to the back of a guitar body with a silicone strap. A contact transducer reads the body’s vibration and broadcasts it to every Stone in the house. Your instrument becomes its own broadcast.
A teardrop on a leather cord. Waterproof to IPX7. Small enough to wear into the ocean. A personal speaker, an ambient anchor, an お守り.
A small shrine of a speaker. Tilted five degrees back, facing upward. Dayton RS100 flanked by two Tectonic tweeters. It does not move. It is where the room begins.
One Stone is a speaker.
Five is a home.
Eight rooms is a symphony.