“The journey of life is just a few rainstorms.”
This collection is created during the rainy season, amidst the extended transi-tion from the cold autumn to early winter in the Mediterranean. It mirrors the painful transformation-cess of my propast and present self. Endless rains fall upon me, drops descending through my hair, hanging on my earlobes, dripping onto my collarbone, sliding down my arms. "The journey of life is justa few rainstorms" became my encouragement, leading to this season, commemorating the chaotic rain that traversed through me throughout the year.
We have applied multiple techniques like handmade wirez-drawing and polishing to accurately capture the rapidly changing and poetic diverse forms of raindrops when they are falling. Whether it's the raindrops falling from the sky, the strings of water droplets hanging on the eaves, or the ripples stirred up in the pool, each form of the raindrops also reflects the diversity and disorder of life.
RAINDROP DETACHABLE EARRINGS
Every raindrop is a tiny celestial body, quietly falling, as if pulled by an unknowable destiny, leaving traces in the web of fate.
DEW BRACELET
Watching droplets fall from the eaves, like pearls. Glistening in the morning dew, reflecting the gentleness of the dawn ;leaping in the rain, composing a symphony between heaven and earth. Each dewdrop, like a person, holds a miniature past, recording the wonders of nature, telling the story of the changing seasons.
RIPPLE LONG NECKLACE
Ripples emanate, circle by circle, creating the ripple of time. Each drop is a page of past years, a mysterious puzzle in fate, constantly unfolding in the rain - mysterious, chaotic, and unsolvable.
RAINDROP NECKLACE
Raindrops and teardrops, in this intertwining moment, compose a fable, a conversation, a tranquil poem. Fragments of life, expressions of emotion, reflections on destiny Together, they outline the boundaries ofsensibility, narrating endless stories within this curtain of rain.
RAIN MARK HAIRPIN
Rain sliding over the window, combining in pairs, leaving vague traces, interweaving and profound. Each rain mark is a passage of time, a silent dialogue, recording the contours of thoughts through the fleeting years.
RAIN SILK HAIRPIN
Rain silk seems like time sketching in the void, brushing over treetops, caressing petals, gently sprinkling on the earth, narrating the emotions of the land.
Raindrops are nature's whispers, the soft sighs of time. We capture their fleeting dynamism through fluid lines and exquisite materials, sculpting purity, lightness, and vitality. May the crystalline essence of each raindrop whisper at your neck, graze your ears, and linger on your fingertips - a gentle testament that nature's beauty remains eternal, undiminished.
