Factoryroad: A Shop of Industrious Creatives

Possibly ahead of its time, it was named for the street we live and work on — known, as the name suggests, for its rows of factories, humming away all day and sometimes into the night with a half day on Friday. Channelling the industrious, round-the-clock nature of working, the building we still live and work in — Factoryroad’s base — was built by one of the factory owners for himself, with the foreman’s house built next door, and we still look out from our studio every day at the Victorian factory behind us (now flats, of course). <img alt="" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*vZofLtDoNu37oLN4oxNI5Q.png" style="height:533px; width:700px" /> I’m thinking about the Factoryroad Shop today not only because I’ve just noticed it’s ten years since its launch, but because had its roots in the collaborative, spontaneous, risk-taking way of working that we’ve always fostered, and which we’ve struggled to get back to after a hammering by the isolation and hesitancy of the pandemic. It’s coming back, but our shop represented an energetic pulling-together of friends and colleagues who all made and designed lovely things, and whose work we wanted to sell alongside our own in one place — the site itself was commissioned from an ex-student and creative colleague, Nathan at <a href="https://wearesmile.com/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">Smile</a>, then a new company. <a href="https://inkymole.medium.com/factoryroad-a-shop-of-industrious-creatives-f0a5c377a040">Learn More</a>