about

I’m a single mother of three, never
happy at any job but entrepreneurship.
I design unusual hair ornaments in a
wide scope of styles – from fairy
luminescent and light, to earthy
and primitive. I go on sewing sprees
and my children and I don’t see my
kitchen table for months under the
rainbow of cloth and trim. I’m a belly
dance and vaudeville-style
performer and instructor, a poet, a
dreamer, a singer, and a wannabe
fiddle player. I like long, swirly skirts,
peacock feathers, and I collect stones.
That’s my brand of Gypsy.
What’s yours?

We may have no Roma ancestors - I’m
rather unromantically German. But the
idea of the footloose traveling Gypsies
has always caught my imagination,
dancing and fiddling their way through
the countryside. Not always accepted –
in fact, usually ridiculed and
oppressed for their transience and
quirky forms of art, I identify with the
very romantic and tragic idea of
“Gypsy” on a deep level. We may not
fit in, but we always stand out.
And when we move on to the next stop
on our journey, they’ll remember us for
who we are.