Because the whole story is precious
I discovered kintsugi after a plate my daughter made for me broke on the kitchen floor.
I used that plate regularly, knowing there was always a risk it could break. I wanted it to be a plate—to live a useful life—not sit on a shelf collecting dust. When it broke, my daughter looked at it and said, “Oh no, but I worked so hard on that…”
I felt sad. I also felt those familiar pangs of imperfection—as a person, as a mother, and in my efforts to always do the “right” thing. I wanted to repair the plate, and I knew I wanted to keep using it.
As I researched options, I discovered kintsugi and learned about both traditional food-safe methods and modern epoxy techniques. Although investing in the supplies, time, and learning curve felt like a big commitment, repairing that plate became something much more meaningful. It was a way of honoring both my daughter's effort and my own. It reminded me that mistakes, accidents, and imperfections don't have to be the end of a story—they can become part of it.
Since that first repair, I've spent countless hours studying, practicing, and refining my craft across a wide variety of ceramic repairs. Every piece presents its own challenges, and every repair requires patience, precision, and care.
Nothing brings me more joy than helping people return their sentimental and well-loved pieces to daily life. I would be honored to help restore yours as well.