Mirror, Mirror…

I was recently asked to create a lasting memory of a magical day with the bride’s bouquet. The idea is to create prints with the flowers and leaves of the bouquet so to lock on fabric the energy and the memories of the event for years to come. The simplest thing would be to printContinue reading “Mirror, Mirror…”

“Trust the process, let go of the result”

“It is about the journey, not the destination.” I am sure you heard it too. It is a beautiful concept. I need to constantly remind myself of how true it is. The practical and goal-oriented side of my personality often struggle with this idea of letting go. And isn’t it one of the main reasonsContinue reading ““Trust the process, let go of the result””

Art and the Baby

Friday, I told myself, Friday is the day I will dedicate to this blog. That was three weeks ago. Then yesterday – yes, Friday – I was too engrossed in finishing the project you see above, and I did not write a word. But while I was working, I kept on thinking about the baby.Continue reading “Art and the Baby”

PRINT or RESIST? What kind of leaf are you?

Ecoprint is a technique invented by India Flint, as a way to decorate a surface – paper, leather, ceramic, textile – with natural imprints from leaves, flowers, barks, and other botanical material. The keys to obtain the mark are contact and heat. The process is totally natural: even on the sidewalk under a tree youContinue reading “PRINT or RESIST? What kind of leaf are you?”

Where is your center?

During the pause forced on us by the Covid 19 situation, I started drawing. The biggest problem for me with drawing is always “what” to draw. Looking for inspiration, I explored symbols of various nature until an old fascination of mine popped up, and I was completely sidetracked into the world of labyrinths. A labyrinthContinue reading “Where is your center?”

Alone but not lonely

“On my Own”, like many of my projects, was born on a morning walk with my dog Kika. On the ground of a back alley I found the cicada wing who triggered the whole thing. There was immediately something poignant about the lone wing. Cicadas and their sound always bring me back to my youngContinue reading “Alone but not lonely”