These sculptural felt blooms are born of arid dreams and windswept lands—soft witnesses to resilience, solitude, and sudden bursts of life in barren soil. Each flower is shaped by hand, in homage to those rare, fleeting blossoms that appear like miracles in the heart of the desert.
In this new series, I gather these handmade woolen flowers not just as decorative elements, but as emotional artifacts—symbols of beauty persisting in harshness. They will become seeds for my upcoming collage works, merging softness and strength, memory and survival, rooted in the poetry of nature and the quiet endurance of life that blooms where it’s least expected.
Let them whisper their stories to you—of a land that remembers the rain, of a heart that opens even under a relentless sun.
Felt, Paint & Reflection 