Origin
Rooted in Tradition,
Shaped by Hand
My grandmother was an ikebana grandmaster, a woman who understood that every branch holds a story, every bloom carries weight, and silence between stems speaks louder than abundance.
Growing up in her shadow, I absorbed the principles before I ever picked up shears. Years later, fellow ikebana enthusiasts took me under their wing and refined the instincts she planted in me, teaching me the discipline, the patience, the reverence.
Now I've turned that lifelong passion into my profession. Every arrangement I create carries the lineage of her craft, filtered through my own hands, my own eye, my own sense of what the moment calls for.
