When I started making this candleholder, I saw Winter in this—frosted glass like icy breath, violets and pale pinks like twilight on snow. The bold lines and flicker of candlelight feel like branches against a cold sky. It’s quiet, mysterious, and somehow full of warmth. The shapes are sharp but balanced, like bare trees in snow. The colors remind me of late winter afternoons—cool, fading light with small signs of warmth. It’s simple but striking, and feels like something you'd want nearby on quiet winter nights.
