Towards the end of last year, the atelier found its place on Instagram.

@kataoka_atelier

A place for everyday ideas, shared lightly.
What remains, and what is left open, is met with attention.

Lunch has been simple lately.
A boiled egg and a banana.

Something about the egg draws the eye.
Its surface, its shadows.
Almost without thinking, it ends up in a photograph.

Stone and camellia.
A faint sweetness comes to rest.

No ornament, no excess.
Instruments hold only what is needed, guided by hand.

Perfection glows. Then disappears.
What stays is quieter.
A shape, slightly unusual.
A feeling, not easy to name.

It is there that beauty rests.
Not obvious. Not loud.
But lasting.