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Wooden Ophelia Coming Soon

Most of you would never know this but when I'm not painting or drawing, I woodwork. Like the time my mom and I built an industrial cathedral library bookshelf or the table in my studio that I use as a 'go to' spot for photographs. So yeah, I'm talking miter saws, jigsaws, drills, sanders...the whole nine yards.

My new online shop Wooden Ophelia is about to launch! *insert hyper reaction* It's a contemporary collection of natural wood and artwork furnishings + crystals and botanicals. Here's tiny taste of what's in store! 

ABOUT 

Welcome to the wonders of Wooden Ophelia' 
Curating a beautifully contemporary collection of natural wood and artwork furnishings, each piece is diligently handcrafted and uniquely different. From conception to completion, I carefully select every aspect of the design to invoke charm and character while bringing something special to your home.

Adorned with crystal and mineral collections, as well as charm vials filled with botanical and herbal remedies individually selected from my garden, each design arrives nurtured by love and made from scratch.
Taking delight in the seemingly magical process of woodworking, the rituals of saw blades, drill bits, and gritty pieces of sandpaper fuse together into a dusty specter among fine wood shavings. It is with continued dedication that I create these one-of-a-kind pieces.

Comments

Maria Hoffbeck said…
Love this wood, so beautyful and nature style :-)
Enjoy the day.
Anonymous said…
Beautiful job done on Wooden Ophelia Treasures in your shop. Happiest Holidays to you and all you love!

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