Caroline,
We haven’t met, so I’ll be straight about how you got here. I went looking for the one person who could hold the world I’m building, and I found your interview. I read it twice, then went through everything of yours I could find.
I’m building Tero out of Abbotsford, for an October release. The register I’ve held it to from the first day is the one you learned from the inside.
This isn’t a job ad. It’s the world, laid out plainly, so you can see it before we ever speak. If it lands, I’d love an hour.
Keelan
There is an old room in every house. The oldest one, with a door that locks from the inside. You run the water hot, and the day stays on the other side of it.
Most of us don’t stay in it long. Not for want of loving a bath. For want of a reason to stay.
Tero is the reason. A studio for the bath: sound, breath and spoken word, composed to be heard in warm water and nowhere else. Released the way records are, named and dated, only when there’s something to say.
Tero grows in three phases.
A membership of audio, made for warm water. Ambient sound, breath and spoken word, released like records.
The first release in every series is free.FATHOM first, a mineral soak of Zechstein magnesium and Australian pink lake salt. For the long soak, not the quick rinse. Then scents, oils, and everything else the bath asks for.
A bath for one, with sound engineered into the vessel, felt through the body as much as heard. Designed in Melbourne, to be built with an elite industrial-design and engineering partner. For high-end homes, and commercial spaces.
The studio comes first. The rest follows the water.
For something that hasn’t launched, a lot of it already exists.
The studio is all but finished. The identity is done. FATHOM is in development with the manufacturer. The bath moves quietly behind it all.
Melbourne. The first release to the world, October 2026.
Tero sits in a lineage it chose deliberately. Houses that built worlds, and let the work carry the register.
Your path reads like a brief I would never have dared to write. Aesop, where you directed your first campaigns and learned the fundamentals inside the most disciplined register in the country. Henne, where you held a fashion house’s world day to day, from runway to campaign. Gloss, and the rooms it builds for the NGV, Mecca, David Jones. And through all of it, the self-initiated editorials, because you make the work you want to attract.
Something you said has stayed with me: an art director is a storyteller, shaping a brand’s identity from initial concept to final execution. That sentence is this job. At Tero the story and the product are the same object. The sound, the film, the words, the salt, one world, held by one eye.
I can hold the vision, and I’ll back my taste. But I can’t art-direct at your level, and I know it. That gap is what this page is about.
Founding Creative Director. Here is what Tero brings to it.
The ask is one hour. The film with sound, the app on a phone, the plan on a page. If the world lands, we talk about the seat. If it doesn’t, you’ve lost an hour, and I’ll still be following the work.
Keelan
keelan@tero.au · +61 416 569 946 · Collingwood Yards, Melbourne