12/08/2026
Lately I’ve been thinking about...
Why do we keep certain objects forever?
Why do old things feel comforting?
Why do some colours never leave us?
Why do some places stay with us as a feeling forever?
I feel as though for me it all comes together as one great collection of memories.
Almost like an inner archive of everything I’ve experienced, quietly shaping who I am and, in turn, the beauty I create.
I’ve realised I’m drawn to ancient ways of living.
The rituals.
The materials.
The textures.
The earthy tones.
The beauty found in things that have been touched by time.
Inspired by that, I wanted to share a few nostalgic moments from my travels, and perhaps some of the pieces those memories quietly became.
I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
With love,
Julia