About Still River Co
I grew up in the Perth Hills, about forty minutes east of the city near Mundaring, where the jarrah forest starts getting serious. My parents were German immigrants who landed in Fremantle in 1987 and never left. After university I did what a lot of people do, I left. Berlin first, for three years working in product development for a mid-sized cosmetics company in Prenzlauer Berg. Then London for another four, helping a small natural skincare lab in Hackney reformulate their base products to meet EU ingredient standards. I learned more in those seven years about what actually goes into a bottle than I had in any classroom. I also learned what I missed about home, which turned out to be very specific things.
Before Still River Co existed, I was commuting to a lab in East London and spending my weekends at Columbia Road market, which I loved, but I kept buying products made with botanicals I recognised from Western Australia that had been shipped to Europe, processed, and sold back to people like me at a significant markup. Kakadu plum extract showing up in a serum sold in Shoreditch for forty-two pounds. Rosehip oil from Chilean suppliers when the Stirling Range sits right there at home. It was not anger exactly, more a slow accumulation of noticing. In 2019 I flew back to Perth for my father's seventieth birthday and drove up through the Hills and just did not book a return flight.
— Made in the Hills, shipped from a shed. — Tanja, Tanja Boldt