
Yep, you read this title correctly. Here’s the backstory: once upon a time in Victorian England, people became obsessed with a particular shade of green. Codified for the fashion and interior design worlds of the day as “Scheele’s Green” which the Paris Review recently called “the color of fake foliage and death,” it was achievable […]
I run Edges Wild Studio, a one-woman floral design house rooted in story, wild imagination, and a deep respect for both beauty and logistics. My work blends art and ecology, myth and material — ferns, feathers, bones, blooms — all arranged with obsessive attention to detail and a devotion to craft that’s borderline spiritual (or at the very least... deeply nerdy). I thrive in that strange, delicious overlap between creative freedom and technical precision, where florals become more than décor; they become memory, mood, and metaphor. If you’ve just stumbled in via blog post, welcome. This is where I unpack the behind-the-scenes of the work I love most: the how, the why, the weird little details that make it sing.