I often start without an end in mind. I work with what is already present: the place I’m in, the tools I have, the material, my own strength and mood. By breaking familiar patterns—sometimes gently, almost invisibly—I discover new possibilities. A work is never truly finished; it keeps shifting, waiting to be reopened, seen and understood anew.

A reflection on care, frugality and mildness, about finding meaning in what already exists, how materials become whole in the right context.

My fathers intense observation revealed worlds within worlds. My art reveales worlds of mystery, play and untold stories.