The world happened this year as I watched on from my windows. Self-quarantining during a global pandemic, the world outside my window became a quiet movie. The sky was still there, as were grass and trees. Nature remained unchanged. And yet, changing before my eyes.
Spring became summer, and then autumn. Flowers bloomed and wilted. Trees budded and burst forth and lost their leaves. Winds blew and rain fell and the sun shone. It was all still there. I could still be a part of nature, still experience it: still safely open windows and walk outside and enjoy the sounds of birds and touch the grass with my bare feet. It was a comfort. It was different but still the same.
Beauty through uncertainty. Consistency through change. Sunsets and sunrises. The world through my window was still there.
My new collection For the Trees is my love-letter to the outside world. Based off photos I took of surrounding landscapes before and during the pandemic, these pieces are romanticized memories of the world: quiet, hopeful, familiar, and sentimental. A beautiful moment to hold forever.
View the collection trailer on Instagram here.
