LOGS began not as a business, but as a memory. Years ago, we brought home a delicate piece of molten glass, resting gracefully on olive wood. It was handmade, imperfectly perfect, and deeply human.
That piece became a symbol__ A quiet reminder of the beauty that can only come from authenticity, craftsmanship, and heart.
Years later__That memory sparked something greater. What began as a humble, hands-on craft between a mother and daughter soon grew into a shared passion—one rooted in heritage and nature. Together__ We started shaping olive wood by hand, allowing molten glass to gently find its home in its natural grooves. Every curve, every texture, every air bubble and swirl, tells a story. No two pieces are ever the same.