Items salvaged from a sinking ship
Old pottery shards excavated from ruins
The wind blows through the field where the withered grass sways in summer
A town somewhere far away that I imagined when I was a child

The scenery I saw on my travels and the world I imagined from reading books.Take time to mix and create new scenes
As if weaving a story out of the scenes that came to mindExpressed in the form of jewelry and objects