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This little guy might be my new favorite thing I've made. I made this mini clay vase a few weeks back, finished it with chalk underglazes, and forgot about it a little until it came fresh out of the kiln.

At first, I was second-guessing the size: Is it too small? Does it even have a purpose? Then I remembered I had dried flowers and suddenly it just clicked.

Perfect for small spaces or that little gap between artworks on the wall where something small and colorful makes the whole space feel more like you.

More of these coming. 🌿

Sometimes you don't paint what you're feeling — you paint what you wish you could feel instead. 🌸

A few days ago, twin earthquakes hit Venezuela — my home country. I've been staying off social media to protect my mental health, but grief has a way of finding you anyway. I couldn't stop thinking. Couldn't stop feeling the weight of it.

After several days of not touching anything creative, I finally sat down with my watercolors. I didn't know what I was going to make. I just knew I needed to make something — because I was spending too much time inside my head.

So I painted flowers. Loose, layered, ink-and-watercolor blooms in every color I had. Coral and orange blending into each other. Soft pinks. That particular blue that feels quiet. I cut them all out by hand and just... sat with them for a while.

I don't know how to paint grief. I don't know how to mix that color. So I painted coral and blush and soft orange instead.

These flowers felt like the closest thing I had. A small, handmade offering. A way of honoring the people who were lost, and the ones still finding their footing.

This is what making has always been for me — not just a craft, but a place to go when words aren't enough.

If you've been following the news, you already know how heavy the last few days have been. My heart is with everyone affected — those searching, those waiting, those grieving.

Squeeze someone you love today. 💛💙🧡

Holding a piece before it's finished (with the needle still threaded through the center, blue stitches just beginning to find their shape) feels more honest than the polished final photo ever could.

I've been picking this little felt circle up and putting it back down for a few sessions now. Coral blanket stitch around the edge, deep magenta petals working their way inward; slow going, one stitch at a time. I'm okay with that.

I used to think the "behind the scenes" stuff wasn't worth sharing. Like I needed to wait until something was done and pretty and ready. But the more I make, the more I think the process is the point, for me, and maybe for you too.

If you've been sitting on a creative project, waiting until you have more time or more skill or a better setup, this is your sign to just pick it up. Even for 20 minutes. Even if it's messy and slow and nowhere near finished.