There was never a plan — only the need to make.
It began with the hand, with time,
with the quiet rhythm of threads weaving through fabrics,
of beads finding their place,
of paints spilling into form.
Slowly, the work unfolded —
shapes guided by instinct, each carrying its own memory.
Wearable pieces became talismans.
Adornments – a trace of touch.
Visual works – a breath beyond the body.
Not fashion. Not trends.
Only material meeting memory.
