The wrapped frame took rounds of drawings — how deep a soundbar sits, where the drawers fall, how the curve returns on itself — before matched teak boards were cut for it. Solid through frame, shelf, and drawer fronts, no veneer skin over MDF, and every board spends twenty days in a temperature-controlled kiln so the drawers still slide true in year ten.
A media wall collects the worst clutter in the house — the blinking router, the power strip, the cords nobody claims. This console hangs on studs and swallows all of it: gear on the open shelf, remotes in the drawers, cables through the rear openings. The floor runs clean underneath, the room reads larger the day it goes up, and the wall turns from electronics back into wood.