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For thousands of years, vessels have held more than water or grain. They carried offerings, blessings, stories, and the traces of those who came before us. They stood on altars, marked new beginnings, and accompanied people into the afterlife. A vessel was never just an object—it was a keeper of memory.
This series grew from that same idea. Each vase becomes a body that holds what cannot disappear. The flowers rising from it are memories, emotions, and experiences that refuse to stay contained. They overflow because the most meaningful parts of our lives rarely fit within clear boundaries.
None of these forms began with a sketch. They emerged intuitively, as if memory recognized them before I did. Only later did I realize I wasn't inventing these vessels—I was remembering them.
Perhaps memories never truly vanish. They simply wait for a new form in which to live.
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