- Jas Mazur
- 2 days ago
- 4 min read
Updated: 14 hours ago


There aren’t many occasions when Tat gets a scoop. We’re not exactly set up for it—budgets are hardly a word we deal in. And I don’t mean that in the flippant “who needs a budget?” sense. I mean we rarely have the means to chase the stories we’d love to. Luckily, we have a handful of excellent contributors, and every so often, we stumble upon a house or a story that hasn’t yet graced the pages of a magazine or newspaper. When that happens, I feel a quiet sense of pride.
What Jas Mazur, the owner, has created at Callachally is one of those rare stories. It is so humbly beautiful, I find it genuinely moving. I know that might sound a little much, but to me, homes are an art form. If we can be stirred by a painting by Manet, why not by a home—especially one shaped over years with heart, care, and a particular delicacy? There’s a beauty to Callachally that can’t be summed up in a paragraph. It’s the product of patience, passion, and an extraordinary eye—a home that can’t be forged with money alone. It takes curiosity, and a heart that delights in the small things, in what others might overlook.