Not long after meeting my boyfriend, now husband, he asked me:
‘If I moved to a different country, would you move with me?’
Taken by a deep need for change, adventure and desire to live closer to nature, we left Belgium for Ireland.
We packed our belongings into a trailer and left.
We bought a run-down cottage on an acre of forested land and started to transform it into a home for our growing family.
For the first ten years, we worked hard. Jef built our house and garden. I concentrated on child-rearing, and in the short gaps of free time, I started on my weaving journey. With tentative steps at first, but I soon got into my stride…
Right when my baskets became more and more in demand, my body gave out. Injuries had settled in. But as usual, out of hard times, beauty is born. I rested. I contemplated what direction I really wanted my work to take. And when I finally did start making again organic, flowing, natural shapes appeared.
Weaving has been a healing journey for me. Working with willow has brought me closer to nature in all possible ways.