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Farrah Sit

  • New York, USA
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Showing Reverence to Light and the Expansiveness of the Essential

The Bio

Farrah Sit designs evocative lighting, furniture, and sculptural home objects. Her work surfaces beauty from wells of tension, foregrounding unseen space and forces: the moment breath is lost to anticipation, when an icicle is about to plummet, a band to snap, a wave to crash, an echo to fade.

Farrah’s work expresses her process of material reduction, wedding spareness with the inherent grace of natural elements. Each piece is a contemplation on essentiality.

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The Products

  • Scorpio Lamp Scorpio Lamp
    • Scorpio Lamp
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  • Molten Sconce Molten Sconce
    • Molten Sconce
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  • Hathor Light Hathor Light
    • Hathor Light
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  • Cono Sconce Cono Sconce
    • Cono Sconce
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The Conversation

Looking back, is there an early memory — an object, a place, or a person — that first awakened your sensitivity to form and beauty?

My grandmother. Even though she didn’t speak the language, she had a glow of kindness, and her old-world elegance was quietly present where jeans were the everyday norm. In public, she only wore matching suit sets, retaining her refined sense of style from China. She was a dentist in China and later immigrated to upstate New York when I was born. Her nimble hands found expression through crafts and clothing as she created beautiful matching suit sets for herself. She was never one to compromise her presentation despite the limited clothing options in a small American city, so she had to make everything. If the fabric store lacked refinement, she would purchase XXL clothing pieces from the department store. With her ingenuity at play, she unseamed them and puzzle-piece her paper patterns upon the newly freed swaths of fabric in order to create something new for her petite frame. I remember her giggling about how one XXL pant leg was large enough to fit her two legs as a skirt. The matching suits came to life with trim, handkerchief pockets and ornate buttons, her look always completed with a touch of rouge. Only now do I consciously admire how she never compromised her grace or presentation, no matter the surroundings or situation.

You often collaborate closely with artisans. Beyond the work itself, what have these relationships taught you about patience, humility, or even friendship?

Clay and metal. They are so similar in a way as they both move with enough force and heat; it’s just a matter of time. One recent project that alchemized the two is the Molten sconce. In order to realize the vague vision, the original form needed to be sculpted in clay. The material didn’t resist me, it was the tightness of my mind that constricted the channel. Working in her studio, my dear friend and former studiomate witnessed me and humbly offered her attempt at it. What she created on the wheel became the form I ultimately cast in white brass. This process-driven method of creating was a well savored departure from my usual design approach. It was incredibly special to actually work together with her after years of working in parallel during our formative years.

Design is a love letter from a secret admirer. I love how objects engage with people’s daily rituals, offering a sensitivity and pace. Creativity can weave into someone's life and hopefully offer joy or beauty.

Design is a love letter from a secret admirer. I love how objects engage with people’s daily rituals, offering a sensitivity and pace. Creativity can weave into someone's life and hopefully offer joy or beauty.

As a foundation, I rely on my daily meditation in the morning. I’ve been practicing for many years and these days it’s nothing fancy, just connecting to the feeling of expansiveness and creating a density of light as self. This is the space where I listen for answers to whatever stressful situation is consuming me. I sit until I hear. There’s no min or max time, I just wait for the fleeting sparks of wisdom like fireflies. The effects might not seem obvious, but it becomes very obvious if I don’t meditate daily.

A state of being. A feeling of stillness or wonder one might feel when staring at nature. My craft is my personal pursuit for balance, order and stillness in a chaotic environment- both internal and external. My engagement with minimalism is a pursuit for a lighter vibration, how much can you strip away and still have it hold true, and more importantly, feel good to the touch. This is why I am drawn to ceramic, metal, glass and stone. An object can have a resonance not only material but in the way it’s made: who made it and what was their consciousness at the time. This may be a stretch, however one could liken it to food. A meal made by someone who is angry and uses ingredients that were procured with disgust, versus a meal made by your parents or a chef using produce from a garden, for example. Can the body feel the difference without knowing? In this way, I am drawn to certain techniques and materials and even the temperature of a material - does the material draw heat from your body, does it radiate warmth, does it soothe.

As a foundation, I rely on my daily meditation in the morning. I’ve been practicing for many years and these days it’s nothing fancy, just connecting to the feeling of expansiveness and creating a density of light as self. This is the space where I listen for answers to whatever stressful situation is consuming me. I sit until I hear. There’s no min or max time, I just wait for the fleeting sparks of wisdom like fireflies. The effects might not seem obvious, but it becomes very obvious if I don’t meditate daily.

As a foundation, I rely on my daily meditation in the morning. I’ve been practicing for many years and these days it’s nothing fancy, just connecting to the feeling of expansiveness and creating a density of light as self. This is the space where I listen for answers to whatever stressful situation is consuming me. I sit until I hear. There’s no min or max time, I just wait for the fleeting sparks of wisdom like fireflies. The effects might not seem obvious, but it becomes very obvious if I don’t meditate daily.