"I make, I create, I construct this visual poetry & everyday I present my offerings here. For you. Where the whimsical visions of the rare, the vintage, the unique, the one-of-a-kind collide...because so often, life...the world itself, is so dark. Devoid of colour & happiness & light...that innate joyfulness that propels us to feel alive within the realms of the world we have constructed, within the worlds we exist... And so, I choose to celebrate the colour, the whimsy & the texture.
Another day, another stunning & rare boujaad rug on the bed My handmade Ndebele dolls surveying the beauty, keeping a watchful eye over our epic vintage African mudcloth on the floor, that's providing the perfect gateway for whispered dreams at your feet....all wrapped up in a boujaad kiss
"She could not make sense of the things that were meant for her, but she was drawn to it all. And when she was alone, she felt like the moon: terrified of the sky, but completely in love with the way it held the stars." - @rmdrk ❤✌