Care Feels Like Craft

 
 

Sometimes I say I don’t care what people think.
But I do.

I work with ideas. With shapes.
Turning the invisible into something real.
And of course I care if it connects.
If someone gets it.
If someone feels it.

Because design is also exposure.
It says: “this is me.”
Even if it’s quiet.

I know not everyone sees it.
Not everyone gets it.
But still, I care.
Because my work speaks for me.
And I want it to say something that matters.

So what do I do?
I keep creating.
Keep refining.
Keep caring about the details—especially the ones no one sees.

Because that’s where it starts to feel real.

 

Fishes Coffee Table — Photo by Mariana Achach

 
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