Blurred reality.
A parallel world.
A dreamscape that seeps into the present,
effortlessly.
A place of belonging.
Yet, nowhere.
Are we crossing over now?
To the other side.
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When I'm asked how I started sculpting, my mind never seems to recall a specific time or trigger. However, it most definitely has stored a feeling; a coming-together of energies. A feeling of union.
Sculpting felt like a physical extension of a raw, organic flow of emotion. Although initiated with an intent to be a possible creative relief, it's natural and effortless translation into design stories paved the way for the label's first jewelry edit; ever since.
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Every day since, dreaming up and building collections, as exciting as they were, I found myself slowly drifting away from that one feeling that had inspired me to initiate this journey. This gradual movement away from the roots had been creating a void that I have come to recognize recently.