Organised Chaos

Thoughts arrive in a relentless rush, tangling into a web of disorder. Some days they overwhelm, other days they settle into patterns I can navigate. This piece is a reflection of that internal chaos and the process of working through it. It is an acknowledgment of the storm within and the clarity that comes from embracing it.

Each piece holds a story, but it does not begin or end with me. The joy is in letting it be what you see. Some may find colour, others may find memory. Some may notice the textures, others the gaps. This work is not born from sorrow or heaviness. It often begins in joy, in quiet wonder, or a moment that felt full. But like all things made by hand, it carries its own rhythm and leaves space for yours. There is no right way to view it. What you notice, what moves you, what stays with you, that becomes the meaning.