Some books change us. And there are quiet, almost invisible moments when we feel we've found ourselves between the lines — in a sentence, a thought, a feeling.
And when we set the book down, a small but meaningful marker stays behind. A marker that holds not just a page, but a feeling. A fragment of something lived, of calm, of closeness.
That is how these bookmarks came to be. From the wish to leave more than a placeholder between the pages — to leave a gentle trace of the heart. My illustrations, lovingly made in my warm, playful, personal style, carry simple emotions: longing, tenderness, joy, gratitude.
They're meant for those moments when time seems to slow down, when you sit with a book in your hands and your heart fills with quiet. Or for the times when you miss someone and want to offer a small gesture that means a lot.
Perhaps the tenderness in these drawings also comes from being a mother. I am Roua's mom — my little girl, who reminds me every day how precious small gestures, warm looks, and bonds that need no words truly are.
Maybe that's exactly why I want my art to reach other hearts as well — to keep pages company, to bring smiles, to bring people closer.
Because sometimes the most beautiful feelings live in the simplest things. And sometimes, they fit inside a bookmark.
