I see stuffed animals with sparkling eyes as a certain leitmotif of our time - they are all around us. In toy stores, bookstores and gas stations. Everything, including our time, is reflected in their big eyes. And the eyes are so beautiful, the whole body is so beautiful, it's disturbing in a strange way. Just as we long for everything to be beautiful and soft to the touch, so much so that it can be seen at first glance that we are trying to hide the essence of the matter...

That's why my stuffed animals are different. Despite their beautiful appearance, they do not hide anything. On the contrary. They reveal an unexpected essence that we try to hide under pastel colors, beautiful photos and glitter. They are heroes in dramatic situations, showing their unusual and not very cuddly hobbies (for example, reading the Necronomicon, celebrating Beltane at night or visiting strange places), or human emotions. In short, everything that we are afraid to reveal.