A gift for my mother: a candleholder-installation. My son Finn had picked up the rocks – his gift-rocks. And I made the lions, and Willem made the hole for the tea light candle.

This is how I envisaged it, the little lion cub nestled in the cave with the mom protecting them.

But this is how my mom puts it, the cub outside, free to experience the world and to play.

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