Gnome began as a personal challenge.
After the passing of my mother, my father began collecting garden gnomes — quirky, cheerful figures that filled his backyard with smiling company. One day, half-jokingly, he said:
“Why don’t you make a gnome that looks like me?”
So I did – just for a laugh.

What started as a playful response became something more — part portrait and part satire.

This gnome isn’t just a garden ornament. With a posture poised somewhere between serene, foolish, and wise, he stands as both tribute and persiflage — a reflection of the everyday human: enduring, slightly absurd, and entirely relatable.

Gnome is where home is.

Whether produced as a limited edition or as unique one-off pieces, I’ve found that each Gnome invites a smile — and perhaps a moment of reflection on the strange, beautiful roles we all play.