The idea was born after a beautiful trip. I found myself thinking about tiny places and little houses, and about the connection between our life’s journey and the landscapes that surround us — the way a single small dwelling, set on a hill or tucked at the edge of a forest, can hold a whole world in it.
Tiny Stories · oxidised copper, glass and ink on canvas
120 × 90 cm
Tiny stories, tiny lives, Patterns weaving, soft and wise. Twisting close, yet moving free, Dancing like a wild sea.
Tiny whispers and quiet grace, In each thread, a sacred space. Bound together, yet apart, Every dance a work of art.
Philosophy behind
Each of us follows on a unique journey, navigating the twists and turns of life in our own way. Yet, despite our individual paths, we are all intricately woven into the same beautiful, ever-evolving pattern that connects everything and everyone.
Like threads in a grand tapestry, our lives intertwine with those of others — sometimes unexpectedly, sometimes in ways that shape us profoundly.
This pattern is the invisible web of experiences, emotions and connections that unite us, reminding us that we are never truly alone. Our stories, though distinct, are part of a much larger story, one where each of us plays an essential role in creating the beauty and meaning of the whole.
From the bench
The piece took shape slowly. Copper was bathed and re-bathed until the patina settled on a colour I could live with; glass was cut by hand, the edges left as they fell. The small houses are not drawn — they are scratched into the surface with a single sharpened nail, in the last hour before signing.
If you stand in front of the finished work for long enough, the eye starts inventing routes between the houses — paths that aren’t there in the copper, but that the brain insists on drawing. That, more than anything, is the piece. It is a quiet excuse for the looking.
— Katherine
