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the kiln
Everything melts in here eventually, hearts included. It hums all night. The dogs sleep next to it.
open now
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01 — who bites
Two pairs of hands, two dobermanns and a kiln that never really cools down.
MORSO started in a basement with a jar of dental wax and a dog that wouldn't stop chewing the furniture. We made her a muzzle with spikes. Somebody asked for one as a choker. Then somebody asked for teeth.
Everything is still made here, by hand, one piece at a time. No catalogue in a warehouse, no plating, no plastic. If you can't see the file marks, look closer: they're there on purpose.
02 — the bench
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the files
A flame starts as a block of silver. Thirty-eight files later, it burns. Every thorn goes through nine of them.
2 kg
the wax
Two kilos of dental wax a month, most of it in the shape of other people's teeth, until it turns into silver.
1
the mirror
Its frame is a heart made of thorns. You try the piece on, you look, you decide. It has never lied.
2
the dogs
Ossa and Morso. Security, quality control, emotional support. The muzzles were the first thing we ever made.
03 — so far
- 0teeth dressed
- 0grillz cast
- 0kg of silver
- 0pieces of plastic
morso — via dei denti 13
04 — visit
come in.
open wide.
Fittings and impressions by appointment. Ring the bell twice, the dogs will tell us you're here.
M1 Porta Venezia, then six minutes on foot. Look for the door with the teeth on it.
book a fitting →05 — overheard in the atelier