winter is almost over here in my forest. the earth will soon replace her snowflake blanket with fluffy mossy one. everything around here has been dreaming for the past 3 months. it’s been quiet, peaceful, slow. everything in nature needs rest. rest to rejuvenate and let the work happen inside, and underground, beneath what eyes can see…

…with this collection, i wanted to say ‘please, rest’, i wanted to let you know you don’t need permission, but if you’ve been waiting for it, here it is. your permission to pause, slow down, and honor your body and spirit. the deep browns of the clay mirror the frozen ground, the frost blues — cold undertones of the season, black — the long dark nights, and the golds — the warmth of the sun on a cold bright winter day. apricity. i truly hope you enjoy this humble offering.