Yellow stars Print

I see myself as a florist of flowers from space. I capture starlight in my light sculptures made of glass. Even the faintest light is in my eyes bright. My flowers are as big as lightyears. Flowers that spread their light in an infinite space. Timeless and imperishable. In my universe light becomes colour and space becomes sunny. The more I make the further it expands. There are no boundaries. It is infinite. Collages of lights and glass are strung together into a fabric of celestial bodies, tied together by an invisible force. Starlight unfolds like flowers. Remember: old light is beautiful too, reaching earth after a long journey and destined to inspire. It is how it is meant to be.