Each project,
a personal story.

A late-August wedding at a Kakheti winery — one estate, three scenes: vows aimed at the Caucasus ridge, a single long table on the terrace, and an open-air dancefloor after dark.

A wedding of forty at the residence of a royal house, forty minutes from Tbilisi — a ceremony facing the pink facade, dinner under the glass of the orangery, and a night program in the garden.

An October wedding at a Kakheti castle — vows between the vineyard rows in the last warm hour, lemons and yellow florals on the tables, and fireworks over the garden as the closing chord.

A day that starts at two Tbilisi addresses and ends under the Mukhrani trees — a carpet road through the park, vows in a gate of two old trees, dinner facing the lit orangery, and a red-lit party after midnight.

Thirty guests, one hotel full of stairs and books, and a ceremony on an open plateau above Gudauri — a timber triangle against the ridge, and a schedule built around the sunset.

Around two hundred guests, a crowning rite in the cathedral, a helicopter over the vineyards and a white rotunda in the Tsinandali park — a full-production wedding, disciplined into a single colour.