Whatever I made in the past, whether it was jewelry, textile creations, texts, or poetry, it always went (and goes) along with the transformations I went through in my life. Every piece, whatever it is, grew along with it in due time.
This is the reason I dare to alter jewelry and can give it a new meaning. A time of birth and a time of letting die. A time of creating and a time of melting again …

The pieces below have become a story in themselves of deep meaning regarding what I went through in recent years; they have introduced me to unconditional love, and the cost of it.

This page is not yet complete, because I still have to find the old photos, haha ​​… and take new photos of what it eventually became.
Perhaps I will even write more about this later,
or perhaps I will let the jewelry speak for itself and let the story dwell in its own mystery, … the past that can never be contained in words or retold.