The Story

For those of you sea lovers.
I still think about that trip to Barcelona—early morning walks along the beach, salty breeze in my hair, pockets filling up with little pieces of sea glass.
There’s something so grounding about being by the ocean. The waves, the stillness, the way everything softens.

That feeling stayed with me long after I left—and it poured itself into clay.

What I didn’t expect was how my solo creative retreat would show me that beneath the “blue”—the sadness, the stillness, the solitude—there was also inspiration, depth, and quiet hope.

Beneath the Blue is my love letter to those coastal moments.
Soft blues, sea greens, wave-like textures… and the magic of turning memory into something you can hold.