The Mediterranean has always been a constant thread in my creative language.

I find myself increasingly drawn to simplicity. Warm embraces, hot tea, a walk in the sun, lighting a candle at dusk, the sea. These quiet rituals carry the deepest meaning for me. They remind me to pause, to feel, to notice.​​​​​

This sensibility naturally permeates my work.​

 

Sun-warmed and iridescent, each piece feels like light resting on bare skin. It carries the heat of late afternoons, the slow rhythm of waves meeting the shore.

Draped, it moves with the body, catching and releasing the sun.

Almost tactile.

Sunlight as a second skin.​​

 

After my mother’s illness, I moved to Sydney in 2023. Mornings began with salt in the air and long horizons. Evenings softened into gold. The ocean became both anchor and mirror.​

In this constant proximity to water and light, something essential realigned.​​​​​​