The Story Behind the Studio

I come from a family where art was woven into everyday life through music, building, bread making, dancing, singing, painting, handwork, and a deep love for the earth.

My mother plays guitar and sings beautifully. My father and grandfather built with their hands. One grandmother made intricate hair bows, while another had a gift for drama and always dreamed of becoming an actress. One great grandmother was naturally artistic and spent many of her later years painting the outside of her home. She also found creative uses for discarded materials in many of her projects. For example, she strung together bottle caps and other small scraps to make a colorful fence. My other great grandmother has lived close to the land, baking bread and tending the beautiful farm she still calls home.

No one formally taught me how to create. I learned by watching, feeling, trying, and finding my own way. Art has moved through my life in different seasons. Sometimes it has been quiet, and sometimes it has had a stronger pull, but it has always been something I long for and return to. It connects me to my roots, brings me calm, and reminds me of something simple, beautiful, and alive.

When I became a mother, art opened another doorway. Creating alongside my child has shown me how much can be shared without many words, including imagination, courage, feeling, wonder, and the deep inner world of a child. That connection is one of the reasons this studio came to life.

My hope is for this studio to become a small community centered around handmade art. A place where we can slow down, create with care, honor Mother Earth, and feel more connected to ourselves, one another, and the beauty of nature.

Liza