The anthuriums shaped by my hands are far more than ceramic pieces—they are stories transformed into flowers. I have always loved flowers, for I feel they are a gift to the world, capable of carrying love through time. Each time I mold a petal in clay, I reflect on the emotions and experiences that shape us; even the most sorrowful or difficult ones can be turned into beauty. The clay opens like a silent language that, once it becomes a flower, carries a message of love, of joy, and of that gentle nostalgia that reminds us of what we have lived. Each anthurium is unique, as every story is, and within its golden center it holds the spark of light I long to share with those who receive it.
Beautiful small anthuriums, handmade in stoneware. Their base is sand with black specks and they feature 11% gold at the center.
