22/11/2025
Over 15 years ago, I opened my first tiny studio with clay-covered hands, no kiln but a heart full of hope. I didn’t know where the journey would take me — I just knew I wanted to create ceramics that carried feeling, intention, and longevity. Pieces that would become part of someone’s everyday life, their memories, their home.
So when, last week, a client sent me photos of the tiles she ordered back in 2018 — still proudly displayed, still loved — something in me softened. I remembered shaping each tile, choosing the glaze, carefully packing the box. I remember who I was then, how much I dreamed of moments like this. To know that my work is still bringing joy all these years later… it’s overwhelming in the best way. My heart honestly swelled.
Messages like hers remind me that handmade isn’t just an object — it’s connection, trust, time, and a little piece of someone’s soul. And to everyone who has supported, believed in, ordered from, or simply cheered me on… thank you. You’ve helped turn a quiet dream into a life I deeply love. 💛
