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The Forest
The Forest
The most beautiful skin is weathered skin. The skin of a tree. Thick bark marked by deep lines and contours. The most wonderful stories live there. Since childhood I have been drawn to the forest like a magnet. Trees with their long brown arms always seem to call me closer. Every branch carries its own shape and speaks its own language. Wood, grain, texture. Age. The forest is a source of wisdom, where every tree stump becomes a buzzing universe for the small lives that surround it. In silence they speak of wisdom, strength and experience. They tell of their connection to one another and their movement through the seasons. Their invitation to friendship is forever. They welcome us in every season.
Small Things
Many of the materials I use are gathered during my walks in nature. Each walk teaches me a little more about the other forms of life that share this world with us. The place where I live borders a protected nature reserve where horses, cattle and birds live peacefully. It is a water-rich landscape along the river where wild herbs grow in abundance. I return there often and find feathers left behind by birds, branches shaped by wind and water, and stones thousands of years old—the oldest living beings on our planet. They may seem like small things, but to me they carry great meaning.
Creation
My studio is small, yet the whole world fits inside it. Here I am surrounded by everything I love to create with soul and intention. I usually work in the evening. As the world grows quieter and time begins to slow, I enter another realm where everything folds inward. With that slowing comes a shift in perception. Colours blend into one another, scents drift across the earth and sounds become softer. The gate to the dream world opens. We enter an alpha state, a deep pulsing, a slow heartbeat. While the outer world sleeps, the inner world awakens. I love that threshold where awareness is still present, where I can feel my brainwaves slowing down. I am still here, yet already there. A double perception before I am completely carried away by the realm of dreams. In those moments I am deeply happy. Here my soul understands everything and there are no distractions from the outside world.
The journey inwards
Before I begin, I light incense. My two cats are often sleeping beneath the table at my feet. When I work on something new, I listen with my heart and my hands and my thoughts fall silent. The inward journey begins and I am alone together with whatever is waiting to be born. As soon as I enter the creative process, small worlds emerge naturally. I move with the colours and forms already present in the wood. Often I know the general direction I am heading, yet only during the painting itself do I discover what truly wishes to come into being. Symbols, shapes and stories that my hands only see as they paint them.It is a profound joy, and one that is deeply healing for me.
Returning Home
When a creation is finally complete, I bring it back into nature to be photographed. Standing by the river, on the shore or in a field at the edge of the forest, I can feel that it has returned home. Home to nature. The place where it is most beautiful. The place from which it came, and the place for which, deep within, it was always intended, regardless of the commission or purpose that first brought it into being.
Because a special handmade piece deserves a special little extra: with orders of €100 or more, you will receive a complimentary pack of premium Sagrada Madre incense.