Organic Wreaths

Organic Wreaths: The Unfolding

I have always been captivated by the intricate forms and textures found in nature. Whether it’s the rough grain of tree bark, the delicate veins of a leaf, or the undulating patterns in sand, I am drawn to the unnoticed details that others might overlook. While travelling, I take endless close-up photographs of these textures - moments of quiet awe, frozen in time.

The discovery of alcohol inks felt like an extension of this fascination. This underappreciated medium has an organic unpredictability that mimics the fluidity of nature. Experimenting with it is exhilarating; the textures and shapes that emerge are reminiscent of alien terrains, microscopic organisms, coral reefs, and celestial bodies. As I explored these forms, I began cutting them out, arranging them as if composing a habitat.

The circular format emerged intuitively, and it holds deep symbolic meaning. The natural world (with us, humans, being inseparable from it) is cyclical, interconnected, in constant motion. Yet something felt incomplete… A fortunate accident led to introduction of cutouts, which unexpectedly completed the compositions - both visually and conceptually. The cutouts echo the shape of the wreath while simultaneously contrasting it, reinforcing themes of presence and absence, creation and impermanence.

Often within the wreaths, you’ll find cavity-like forms, with another shape peeking through or emerging. These spaces feel alive, a metaphor for the birth of a conscious presence. Each piece begins with a spark of inspiration - often a texture that compels to replicate and evolve it. The process is never rigid - a constant search for new ways to create depth and complexity. Alcohol ink is the perfect medium for this - it resists control. There is always an element of surprise, a moment when the ink decides its own course. Sometimes this is exhilarating, sometimes frustrating, and sometimes the results are so breathtaking that I mourn the impossibility of ever replicating them. But this transience is also a lesson - letting go, surrendering to the process, embracing the fleeting beauty of the moment.

The cutting of the shapes is always made by hand. It is a meditative act in itself, requiring me to leave my mind behind and trust my hands, which have learned to carve out fluid, organic shapes. Once the individual elements are ready, the most challenging and instinctive part of my process begins - arranging the wreath. There is no formula for this; it must feel right. Sometimes this takes countless iterations, moving pieces back and forth, searching for a composition that clicks into place. The same is true for the cutouts - they must interact with the whole in a way that enhances both presence and absence, fullness and emptiness.

A recent evolution explores the seamless merging of elements - where shapes and patterns flow into one another so organically that the boundaries blur. There is no clear beginning or end, only a continuous movement, as if each form is an extension of the next. This interplay of connection and transformation reflects the way nature itself evolves - interwoven, fluid, and endlessly unfolding.

Selected Artworks