Where the Wildflowers Bloom (2025)

This series started by accident. I set out to make a vase, but as my hands moved through the clay, the work evolved into small sculptural landscapes, each one inspired by the quiet, easily missed moments I notice on walks and hikes.

Each bowl captures a different scene: wildflowers blooming along a shaded path, vines curling under tree trunks, streams cutting through stone, lily pads resting on still water. The flowers aren’t modeled after specific species; I sculpted them from memory, shaping what felt right. I let the clay guide me, rather than following any fixed blueprint.

Their surfaces are textured and layered, inviting fingers to trace each petal or follow the bend of a stem.

Through this work, I want people to slow down and see nature the way I see it, to notice the wildflowers that often fade into the background, and to find quiet connection in the details we usually overlook.

This series follows a kind of emotional arc, one I didn’t plan, but can see clearly now. Soft Landing was the beginning,  the moment I found my hands and realized I was capable of making something that felt like mine. Flourish came from a place of rebuilding, shaped by faith and the kind of growth that happens when everything else falls away. Among the Still Waters holds tension, two different stories sitting side by side, not trying to fix each other, just coexisting. And Beneath the Lilies is the piece that broke, literally, but taught me the most. I didn’t plan any of it. I just followed the clay. And somehow, it became a reflection of how I was growing too, slowly, quietly, and not always the way I expected.