
Welcome to my page!
Flowers are at the heart of everything I create. Their fleeting beauty, quiet wisdom, and the way they reflect life’s ever-changing nature inspire me every day. My work is all about contrast—soft and strong, romantic and bold, vibrant and deeply emotional. I love playing with light and shadow, and every piece is made with a lot of heart and intention.
My hope is that my work encourages you to slow down, soak in the beauty around you, and maybe see the world a little more poetically.

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NEW
Blank Note Cards
“Dutch Inspired” & “Soft Pink” Collection
Two beautiful collections of blank floral notecards are now available. Perfect for personal use or as a thoughtful gift, these notecards come individually packaged in clear sleeves with a white envelope for added elegance. Each card measures 105mm x 105mm, providing ample space for your heartfelt messages. For those interested in wholesale options, please reach out for further details.

Reviews

Summer Collection 2025
A Summer to Remember – Captured in Bloom
This collection is especially close to my heart. I created it after spending a beautiful summer in my garden, surrounded by the people I love most. The days were long and sun-soaked, filled with laughter, garden games, and quiet moments among vibrant blooms. Everywhere I looked, the colors were alive—deep reds, velvety blues, rich magentas, and purples that felt like magic.
I wanted to bottle up that feeling—the warmth, the joy, the beauty—and share it with you. These fine art prints are more than just florals; they’re pieces of that summer, captured forever. My hope is that they bring a little of that sunshine into your home, too, reminding you of life’s simple pleasures and the joy of being surrounded by love and nature.
BlueLagoon
Mojito
Hundreds & Thousands
Pink Gin & Strawberries
Pina Colada
Spring Magnolias
Mimosa

A meditation in milk, memory, and music.
As a creative, I never quite know what will spark something new...
Sometimes it’s the memory of a loved one, the gentle sound of rain, birds singing, or the notes of a favorite opera drifting through the room.
Yesterday it was a bowl of milk, the last petals in my garden — chrysanthemums, daisies, a few quiet blossoms holding on.
People often ask how I do what I do. Truth is, I don’t really know. It’s not something I can plan or explain.
It just happens. Organically. Quietly. No rules, no boundaries — just instinct and emotion flowing into form.
And when it does happen, it feels like something true has been captured, even if only for a moment.
