I learned young in my grandfather's workshop - watching his hands coax life from stubborn metal. Each hammer tap wasn't just shaping jewelry, but writing a love letter to time.
Tergfold was born to preserve these vanishing arts. Where goldsmiths measure thickness by palm resistance, and leather breathes before it's chosen. Our engravers refuse templates, letting each letter find its own voice.
No two pieces are identical. A ring's slight warp proves it was shaped by human hands, not machines. Even our packaging is hand-tied - every detail honors the craft.
We don't chase trends. We create pieces that feel grown, not made. Like real roses touched by rain, our jewelry carries stories in every imperfection.
At Tergfold, we keep alive the language of remembering hands and hearts that still believe in doing things the hard way.
