I’ve always been creative. As a child, I was the one quietly sketching away, labelled the class artist, forever daydreaming and often accused of having my head in the clouds. A classic introvert, I found comfort in making things long before I understood that creativity would eventually become my life’s work.

My introduction to clay came at age seven when my mum dropped me off at my first pottery class one sunny Friday afternoon. I was immediately captivated by the tactile nature of working with this squidgy medium. There was something instinctive about it: an intuitive process of shaping, building and discovering that allowed my hands to lead the way. The obsession stuck – I attended weekly pottery classes until I flew the nest, and a surprising number of those weird and wonderful creations still survive today, mostly in the veggie patch! Looking back, it was the first time I experienced the freedom of creating without overthinking - a feeling that still guides my practice today.

Before founding my studio, I spent a decade working as an interior designer for award-winning, high-end design firms in London, France and the US. Those years refined my eye for composition, balance and materiality, while also teaching me the importance of craftsmanship, professionalism and thoughtful business practices. The influence of design remains deeply embedded in everything I create.

Finding my way to polymer clay felt like a natural progression of everything that came before it. It became the perfect bridge between the structured world I had worked in professionally and the instinctive creative process I nurtured as a child.

Running my own studio has given me something I never expected: independence and a confidence I spent years searching for elsewhere. For the first time, I feel completely aligned with who I am and what I was meant to be. Beneath the designer, the perfectionist and quiet observer, there has always been an artist. This studio is simply where she found her place.