Taking a slow scroll back to last summer in Florence, and my mind is immediately filled with the feeling of sun-drenched Italian afternoons and the cool, grounding texture of clay between my fingers. 🇮🇹🏺✨ - There’s a unique kind of magic in the transformation of a simple lump of earth. As someone who spends so much time behind a lens or working in a digital space, the tactile, immediate nature of ceramics was a necessary and beautiful change of pace. The process is so beautifully human—it’s messy, it requires patience, and it forces you to be completely present in the moment, responding to the material as it takes shape on the wheel. - These pieces are more than just pots and bowls to me; they’re tangible memories of a specific time and place. Each one holds the light of the studio, the faint sounds of the city outside, and the joy of learning something new (I fear I still suck at ceramics but massively improved while in the studio for hours) in a place so deeply inspiring. A little...