history

born to a danish mother and hungarian/czech father, with some spanish thrown in, my bloodline cries artisan/gypsy in full color with lots of fringe. my grandfather designed and crafted caps out of straw gleaned from a neighboring field in denmark, and i have been captivated and driven by the images of him and my mother weaving the visions that danced inside their heads. i have been involved with textiles and design all my life—from the fashion industry in nyc to styling for musicians/video in los angeles.

as much as i live out the texture of my heritage, i am drawn to the exquisite, diverse, and inventive legacy of creatives in all countries around the globe. from the beadwork of bulgaria to the tassels of pakistan, the handwork of indigenous tribal people showcases the undeniable artistic genius of the family of mankind. in every tribe, from all nations, it seems that headwear, “headdresses,” take center stage.

i have a passionate appreciation for and am deeply inspired by this sweeping need to create these highly adorned, often ingenious headpieces. foreheads, it seems, were created for crowns. romantically, we long for a king, for a kingdom. to belong to a tribe, to be marked for glory and not for shame. it’s in this spirit that i, too, pick up where my grandfather left off and put my hands to create what my heart dreams up. i love making headwear, finding new design ideas tucked away in obscure corners of the world. but it isn’t just inspiration—i see the struggle. to adapt, to maintain, to hold on, to resist, to change, to remain unchanged—to survive. there are wars—within and without, famine, disease, and economic, educational, and political crises that have shaped cultures globally. and yet, they still create. and so must we, carrying on the art and soul of our tribe.