I know I can do it (no.2)
Each vase is shaped and painted by hand. No two are ever the same.
They hold more than flowers. Some carry quiet stories, others hold a feeling you can’t quite name.
Sometimes they feel like company, just sitting there in the stillness.
Use it for fresh blooms, for dried stems, or leave it as it is. It doesn’t need anything to be enough.
Let it live with you in your own way.
Each vase is shaped and painted by hand. No two are ever the same.
They hold more than flowers. Some carry quiet stories, others hold a feeling you can’t quite name.
Sometimes they feel like company, just sitting there in the stillness.
Use it for fresh blooms, for dried stems, or leave it as it is. It doesn’t need anything to be enough.
Let it live with you in your own way.
Each vase is shaped and painted by hand. No two are ever the same.
They hold more than flowers. Some carry quiet stories, others hold a feeling you can’t quite name.
Sometimes they feel like company, just sitting there in the stillness.
Use it for fresh blooms, for dried stems, or leave it as it is. It doesn’t need anything to be enough.
Let it live with you in your own way.