Welcome to Annika's Artwork

The clay is speaking through my hands, telling me wonderful stories about once upon a time....
I let my hands find their way and my mind follows.

Deep in the forest where only a few humans ever go. Where the fairys live and the other loveable funny little creatures. A sweet little house is growing under hands. Later a warm candellight will light the windows up with a warm welcoming shine.

The roots of an old tree, its crooked bowed branches... the fresh green leafs that grows in the spring which later on takes on the most beautiful colors of autumn, bevor falling down and returning to mother earth...the natural wonder! Under my hands grows a fascinating organic object; it breaths calmness and ancient knowlegde. The Clay, the first carrier of our DNA, the key to Life.