Lava stone. Driftwood. Basalt. Black sand. Reindeer horn. Glacier-polished quartz. Fossilized bone. Everything I use is natural, local, and shaped by time. Each piece tells a story — not just of Iceland, but of stillness, strength, and survival. Nothing here is mass-produced. No two pieces are the same. I believe beauty comes from texture, imperfection, and truth.
In the early days here, I spent a lot of time walking the land — getting to know it. That’s when I saw my first Arctic fox. A tiny flash of white fur in the distance, vanishing into the rocks. I learned later that they’re the only native land mammal in Iceland — and that their survival is under threat.
