A Journey From Design to Art

I am a textile designer. That has been my career for fifteen years, and it defines how I walk through the world — how I notice patterns, how I see color, how I create.

My process has always been embedded in the making of a textile. Designing for luxury fashion and home brands means thinking in repeats, in techniques, in production. The work I’ve done over the years has become prints, jacquards, embroideries, knits — across all kinds of product categories. I’ve spent years researching, developing concepts, and building visual stories for each collection.

I am still doing this work. I love it. It’s diverse, tangible, and collaborative. Many people are involved in the making of a collection, and there is something grounding about that.

Jacquard swatches I designed from my archives.

But this career also informed, tremendously, my more personal artistic work. It started with my archive — drawers all over my home filled with drawings, paintings, and swatches. Some had never made it to the light. Years of sketches and ideas that existed only for me.

It also came from a need for more freedom. Painting without anticipating a repeat. Without a defined color palette or a specific textile technique to design around. Instead, I get to have these moments of pure experimentation — surprising myself with bold brushstrokes, adventurous layouts, and personal inspirations that don’t need to answer to a brief.

Artworks free from the textile design process.

Some of my prints came directly from that archive. The botanical drawings — the Black Ink Bouquet, the Irises, the Blurry Flowers — are rooted in years of painting that existed in the process of the design work. So much is left unseen.

Others have a different origin. The Curiosities collection started as work I created for a brand of my own — a project that didn’t survive, but the artwork did. I loved those pieces too much to let them disappear. They found a second life as prints, and I think they’re stronger for it.

The Souvenir Art Print.

I am still one person, one pair of hands, one overflowing brain. Things are not binary. It all comes through in the artwork I’m creating — my designer eyes watching closely at what my artist hands are making.

Because it is my story, my work is never one thing or one style. It’s full of scenes and stories, interpreted in different mediums, across the color spectrum. I used to feel embarrassed about not being dedicated to a single expression. Now I cherish the ability to play, to try, and to create without restriction.

That’s what these prints are. A regained freedom to explore painting and stories.