SEP 2025

Over the past four years, we have arranged a dozen bouquets for our small village festival each time. I can lose myself for hours harvesting and arranging them. The best part for me, however, is not decorating the tables with them, but watching the joyful discussions about who will take which bouquets home. To ensure there is something for everyone, I vary the colors and shapes –some bouquets are very airy, with delicate flowers, others are expansive with seasonal fruits such as mirabelle plums, and still others are designed to include as many varieties of dahlias as possible. I let myself be guided entirely by my feelings and find myself in an almost trance-like state. Only when everything is finished do I come back to reality and consciously perceive what has been created between my hands. Being able to devote myself to something like this is one of the most beautiful creative processes for me.