Welcome to the Studio! I’m so glad you’re here. This post is our community table — an open forum just for us.

The Ripple Room isn’t about having answers. It’s about being willing to sit with questions. It's about showing up in pain, in confusion, in transition—and discovering you’re not alone in that.

I haven't been able to create much this month, but here’s what I have been able to do.

Repetition, I’m learning, isn’t about sameness—it’s where freedom quietly shows up.

Not everything beautiful needs to be rushed into definition—some creative work is complete simply because it was made with care.

A brief, permission-giving creative session that invited adults to rediscover how art and play belong together—messy, intuitive, and free from self-judgment.

I don’t make these for appreciation or recognition. I make them selfishly for joy.

A mixed-media painting reflects on creative presence, self-trust, and crossing into a new year without apology.

A few days ago, I shared how an unplanned evening became twelve windows. Here's what they became when I let them show me what they wanted to be.

We followed the quiet and found ourselves at an unplanned destination.

The invitation is not to make more. It’s to look again at what you already have and might be ready to leave your hands.

On making kindness easy enough to begin—and specific enough to matter.

Carrying 21 years of India and 26 years of becoming, shaped by chance birth and deliberate choice, rooted in lineage and free to evolve it.

A foggy-morning reflection on reshaping my online presence to feel more spacious, honest, and aligned.

A quiet shift is taking shape in my work this December, and I’m beginning to understand it as a kind of homecoming.

I thought I was recording a simple lesson… but the page had something else in mind.

Thinking out loud: a real-time evolution of my practice prompted by cleaning out 2-year-old images on my website.

A first look into the making of my first 2026 Curated Collection Limited Edition offering — with process video, the deluxe prints that just arrived, and the quiet joy of hand-embellishing each piece.

A Thanksgiving reflection on shared creativity, new work emerging in the studio, and the quiet gratitude I feel for this inner circle.

A quick look at replenishing the Ripple Station™ and a reminder that imperfect creations can still offer someone real light.