When we look at our favourite objects, why are we fond of them? Sometimes it’s because of who gave them to us. Sometimes it’s a trip, a season, a former self. But more often than not, it’s because they are tied to ritual, to the little ceremonies of our days.

The cup you reach for without thinking.

The bowl that makes every morning porridge sing.

The plate that waits with its own sort of patience.

I make everyday pieces to live inside these rituals. Tableware to be used (daily + gladly), but that also carries a presence when resting on the shelf. Items that feel at home in your hands and in your space.