We got tired of scrolling through international titles showcasing the same predictable interiors—always elsewhere, never here. So we started this magazine in Lisbon, where the light hits different and the spaces tell stories that haven’t been flattened into aesthetic templates yet.
Portugal has always had the architecture, the chaos, the beauty. Azulejos cracking in perfect decay. Brutalist social housing that photographs like sculpture. Converted warehouses where someone’s built a world. But no one was documenting it the way it deserved—raw, intentional, unapologetic.
We’re interested in the spaces people actually inhabit, not the ones staged for resale. The studios where things get made. The bars that feel like someone’s living room. The apartments that shouldn’t work but somehow do. We care about texture, about the marks time leaves, about the gap between intention and accident.
This isn’t shelter porn. It’s spatial storytelling for people who understand that where you exist shapes how you think. We shoot what excites us, interview the people building Portugal’s visual future, and refuse to sand down the edges to make it more palatable.
If you’re here, you already know what we’re about.
Published from Lisbon. Distributed wherever.