A melon-ribbed Yixing teapot with plum-blossom relief, lit against darkness
松风

The sound of water,
just before it boils.

Collectible Yixing teapots, shaped by hand from raw mountain clay — and the quiet objects that keep them company. A house for Chinese aesthetics, told plainly.

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松风 · Pine Wind

In a tea master's room, the kettle sings before it boils — a low rush the old poets called sōng fēng, “wind in the pines.” It is the sound of attention. We named the studio for it.

器 · 茶 · 香

Pine Wind is not a single shelf of teapots. It is a small house gathering the objects of the Chinese scholar's table — the pot, the censer, the pin in the hair — each made by hand, each carrying a maker's name. We bring them West without costume or apology: the real thing, explained with care.

Two Hands, Two Traditions

One studio. Two ways
of listening to clay.

Master Xiang Feng carving a teapot
The Ornamentalist

Xiang Feng 向峰

Melon-ribbed bodies, plum blossoms pressed in living relief, bamboo-handled kettles topped with a scholar's rock. Refined, exacting, joyful — the decorative literati tradition at full voice.

His work
Master Chen Xuewen at the bench
The Primitivist

Chen Xuewen 陈学文

Pots coil-built by hand the ancient way (盘筑) and fired with wood, so flame and ash write the colour. Spare, quiet, weathered — the beauty of the unforced thing.

His work
The Making · Film
A Single Pot, From Earth

“The Fisherman”

No mould, no wheel. Chen Xuewen builds coil by coil between his palms, then gives it to the wood kiln for three days and nights. What comes out, no one can repeat — the amber blush along its shoulder is the fire's signature, not the maker's.

Maker — Chen Xuewen 陈学文 Method — Coil-built 盘筑 · Wood-fired 柴烧 Edition — One of one
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The Collections

The objects of a quiet room

All collections
A teapot on a tray with loquats
The Journal

Why a clay pot
makes better tea

Yixing clay is unglazed and faintly porous. Over years, it drinks in the spirit of the tea you brew, until the empty pot smells of leaves and the tea tastes rounder, older, more itself. We write about these things — slowly, and without mystification.

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Letters from the studio

New pieces are few and often one of a kind. Leave an address and we'll write before they reach the shelf.