In the beginning is chaos. And then it begins to become. Moulded by the patient hands of time, edges soften and gaps smooth over – the embryonic evolves into the material. Unadorned and unembellished, Tharuun is the fulcrum in the balance, calmly holding concurrencies in counterpoise: the organic and the unfashioned enter into a self-evident symbiosis, as if obeying some inner laws of harmony and clarity, of massiness and lightness alike. The armrests mirror this interplay of parts, with their vigorous upper contours relaxing as they descend. And then, something unexpected: the surprising depth of the seat area – proving that even repose can accommodate an inner resonance.