From My World To Your World
A fresh, rare and curious perspective
Through My Lens
Take a peek into my private world. Follow me as I discover the extraordinary in the ordinary. Step by step, I create collages to tell stories about the people I meet, the places I see, and the products I create or discover. Join me as I pull back the curtain to reveal the power and intrigue of the unknown.
Insight and Inspiration
With eyes wide open, I unravel the twisted treasures of life. Motifs, patterns and textures evolve into products and collections. Inspiration is everywhere and gently guides me to answer: What is now? What is new? What is next?
From the Blog
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November 13, 2021
Zofia to Ottilie
Loving Center Stage
Bombastically FlamboyantOur paths rarely crossed, but when they did, I always walked away from the encounter entertained - but frazzled. We met years ago in a small café somewhere in Alphabet City, Manhattan. At that time, she introduced herself as Zofia. I am uncertain when she transitioned to Ottilie - an educated guess would be at some point during
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October 13, 2021
Rainy Day Thoughts
Crinkled Paper and Tears
The Mystery WomanAnticipating an impending storm, I linger inside an empty café and ask for another cup of green tea. My mind is racing. I can't capture a coherent thought. Memories of better days battle with present turmoil and future possibilities. All attempts to stop the revolving tape are useless - but I continue to try. Fortunately, a woman pacing
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September 25, 2021
Broken Promises
Dressed in Red
Confidence • Courage • ChangeThe carefree laughter leaves our home the instant the door closes behind Johnny. My mother swoops me up into her arms and whispers, "I'm sorry." I don't understand what's happening, but I sense overwhelming despair and begin to cry - I am eight years old.
A glass shatters, and I return to
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September 04, 2021
Dancing with Ruthie
In-Between Dances
Entertaining at Her Private TableAs Aunt Esther and I approach the piano bar at the Daniel Boone Hotel in downtown Charleston, West Virginia, the music and laughter get increasingly louder. Then as always, she takes my hand, and together we sashay through the open doorway. Another exciting Thursday evening begins. Aunt Esther dances off into the
