Inside my child-like brain, I bear a fascination towards nature like no other. 

The lullaby of the crickets, the cracking of twigs on the ground or the cawing of macaws that so distinctively place you in a river, the beach or a tropical forest.

That moment of being in an unknown space where each step is carefully accounted for as the idea that something potentially dangerous such as a snake, poisonous mushroom or even a tick makes each movement a definitive one. 

A great teacher of humility natures is. 

In this space, every creature is to be acknowledged, the beauty of an iridescent beetle, the camouflage of a walking stick bug, or the coloring of a leopard orchid. How little does it take to be in awe, and how much do those “little things” bring us closer to ourselves. 

Without my hand injury that has lasted  a little over a year now, this project wouldn’t have come to life. The abundant patience to look within and around; the restrictions of pressure and strength, the solitude and frustration… I cant imagine being an ant and having to walk miles with something that weighs 10X my weight… but much like a little bee flying for hours to bring that bit of honey, this copious time with limited movement has guided me into mindfulness and hence to create a microscopic world where each creature has been imagined, drawn and sculpted, resulting in these, my forest jewels.