I finally carved out a little time to experiment — and oh, how good it felt! Today’s studio table is filled with test tiles for a new project I’ve been dreaming about… and I’m so excited.

There’s something joyful about making just for the sake of curiosity. No deadlines. No pressure. Just me, my hands, and some sparkly colours calling to be tried.

The tiles are stamped, cut, and ready for their first round in the kiln. Once they’ve been bisque fired, I’ll glaze them with bright, cheerful colours — and then it’s back into the kiln again. A slow, patient rhythm that’s as much a part of the magic as the making itself.

Of course, it’s always a bit of a mystery how the final results will turn out. Clay has its own language, and glaze… well, glaze does what it wants. But that’s part of the wonder.

For now, I’m enjoying the process — soft light through the window, tools at hand, and Amna curled up under the table, keeping me company.

This is what slow living looks like to me: quiet joy, colourful messes, and creating something just because it lights you up.