Most times the shape of a new piece comes as a guest. I’m not engineering or calculating how to connect the circles and bend the metal, but rather let my hands do what they do. And sometimes, I have something before me that I don’t yet know. Unfold was one of these pieces. The original idea came from a walk at dawn, when I saw the most peculiar thing. Let me try and explain. I was walking north on a misty morning, with the sun rising on my right. On my left, there was a field wet with morning dew. The grass and herbs were silvery with water drops and humidity and as I walked, my shadow fell on the field, all dark and colourless, and around it shone a bright halo. It was extraordinary - the darkness of my shadow enhanced the low light reflected from the water drops on the grass. As I moved, my shadow moved, taking its temporary silver lining with it. And just for a short while, I was not alone. I was in the company of my shadow, and that shadow was beautiful. 


When I returned home and started translating this short episode into a pendant it didn’t click. It was just an optic effect, easily explained by a few simple laws of nature even a lay person like me could easily grasp. And then came Rilke. As he does from time to time - Rilke is one of those poets that I don’t particularly enjoy reading in a book, poem stacked upon poem, but every once in a while a line from one of his books pop up in another context and things fall into place. Thus, Unfold.

I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough

to make every moment holy.

I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough

just to lie before you like a thing,

shrewd and secretive.

I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will,

as it goes toward action;

and in those quiet, sometimes hardly moving times,

when something is coming near,

I want to be with those who know secret things

or else alone.

I want to be a mirror for your whole body,

and I never want to be blind, or to be too old

to hold up your heavy and swaying picture.

I want to unfold.

I don’t want to stay folded anywhere,

because where I am folded, there I am a lie.

And I want my grasp of things to be

true before you. I want to describe myself

like a painting that I looked at

closely for a long time,

like a saying that I finally understood,

like the pitcher I use every day,

like the face of my mother,

like a ship

that carried me

through the wildest storm of all.

I want to unfold. Where I am folded, there I am a lie. I want to be with those who know secret things or else be alone. All of this connected to what I felt on the field, unfolded and true, alone, but in the company of my shadow; of my dog, the forest, the foxes I know have their den just beyond the field. Those who know secret things. 


Unfold is also the shadow sibling to Kronos, featuring the same type of circles in different sizes connected to make many constellations possible. Unfolded, it is a simple shape - three growing circles connected two and two, by two small rings. The middle circle is oxidised and has a rough texture, while the other two are smooth and pure silver. But they fold in on themselves, and by turning a larger circle around through the smaller ones, they connect and hold each other up in many ways. It takes some time to wrap your head around how to get the circles moving and turning and staying in place, a reminder that unfolding, as well as folding, might take a little practice…


Unfold will be available at b.babywearing festival in Stockholm on October 19th, at Carry&Connect in Veenendaal, Utrecht on October 26th, at a little pop up shop I’m doing at Davaï Paris in Paris on October 29th, and in the web shop in November. 

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