
This piece is a case work, a reminder to myself that I should never push beyond what feels true. I incorporated copper mesh into the felt, curious to see how metal and wool might converse. The result surprised me: instead of dialogue, the copper insisted on attention. It glittered, dazzled, almost demanded that the viewer stop and judge.
But my works are mine when they don’t shine. When they are not cosmetic or decorative. When they don’t beg for attention, but instead breathe quietly, inviting the viewer into a slower rhythm.
For me, a work of art is not about spectacle. It is about displaying fragments of the self—our ideas, our dreams, our fears. The best works are those that are honestly made, regardless of whether they can be marketed or sold.
This experiment taught me something essential: creativity means trying, but intuition is the compass. I honor this piece for reminding me where my own truth lies.
