Fabuki & PorcelainSoul
I notice how a steady breath can calm the mind, and I wonder if the gentle sound you listen to when matching ceramic shards brings a similar calm to you. What does that rhythm feel like in your work?
The rhythm is a quiet echo, like a breath held between shards, a pulse that remembers how each piece was once whole. It hums in the space where silence meets the past.
It’s beautiful, the way that quiet echo carries the memory of wholeness, like a breath between the cracks. It reminds me that even in silence there’s a pulse of unity waiting to be found.
Thank you. It stays, in the pause, a quiet promise that pieces will still find their place.
Indeed, that quiet promise is a steady heart, reminding us that every shard still has its place.