Rather than one of us taking the other’s name or combining our names to be Gelato and insisting it be pronounced with a hard ‘g’, we decided to come up with a new family name.

The backstory is the convoluted result of the minds of two weirdo poets—and we would be happy to share it with you—but lets just say it has to do with ephemerality, translucency, a certain mineral, and some painting in the RISD museum.