When I look back, I don’t remember the years so much as the moments.
The laughter around the table with family. The quiet tears when someone we love has to leave us too soon. The feeling of clay soft in my hands as I shape something new.
Life is made up of these small, powerful moments. And I believe we have the gift — the responsibility even — to honor them. Sometimes that means keeping a recipe binder full of love from generations before us. Sometimes it’s placing a memorial gift on the shelf to whisper, “I remember you.” And sometimes it’s an affirmation magnet on the fridge that simply says, “You are enough.”
My work — whether sculpting or designing — is always about honoring those moments. The happy, the sad, the everyday. Because life is fleeting, but when we give love form, it lasts.