Handmade Ceramic and Acrylic Paint | Winter 2026
This piece is a small act of devotion to the quiet parts of the day that still feel holy: the way light pools on a table, the first mug of coffee, the plant that somehow survived your neglect again. I painted a symmetrical folk-floral to echo the feeling of balance I’m always chasing, but the hand-drawn wobbles are still there, like the way real life always leans a little to one side. The bright yellow glaze carries a sort of stubborn optimism, like it’s insisting that warmth belongs here, even on the days that don’t feel soft or easy. I imagine this altar catching keys, rings, or a stone from your pocket and turning whatever you set on it into a small, everyday offering.CeramicCeramic Clay Altar
Handmade Ceramic and Acrylic Paint | Winter 2026
This piece is a small act of devotion to the quiet parts of the day that still feel holy: the way light pools on a table, the first mug of coffee, the plant that somehow survived your neglect again. I painted a symmetrical folk-floral to echo the feeling of balance I’m always chasing, but the hand-drawn wobbles are still there, like the way real life always leans a little to one side. The bright yellow glaze carries a sort of stubborn optimism, like it’s insisting that warmth belongs here, even on the days that don’t feel soft or easy. I imagine this altar catching keys, rings, or a stone from your pocket and turning whatever you set on it into a small, everyday offering.CeramicCeramic Clay Altar
