the keepsakE
Little did I know, the Keepsake was attached to something much deeper..
She didn’t arrive with blueprints. She arrived like a memory. Soft at first, then undeniable.
& that’s how the piano used to feel for me. I could read the sound. Notes would appear through pitch, feeling, and numbers.
.A powerful, divine, elegance and grace.
Soft as the voice of an angel
Breathing a lesson unheardThere’s something unbelievably special
Designed for Simplicity
Infused with Magic
about the Keepsake. Prior to this creation, I had adored the look and feel of minimalistic elegance. The feel of this outerwordly luxury that embraces you with a tender softness.
And as I’m sharing this - it just came through. Whispering Hope.
I played the piano growing up with my MeeMee. She was incredible. She radiated like an angel as her hands would glide from one side of the keyboard to the next.
One of my favorite songs to play was Whispering Hope. When MeeMee would fall asleep in her recliner, I would play these soft, angelic notes and imagine bringing this serene light into the room. Like a sweet, sweet lullaby.
Because the truth is - this space is an inspiration that I was so afraid to embrace.
Every curve - every whisper of color - felt just like that. Even this portfolio page, is filled with an ease that I can’t explain.
