Every Thread Tells a Story—I Help It Speak.

Born in fertile soil rich with memories and ancient wisdom, I come from a place where my father’s stories embroidered through time the labor of his mother: hands that, from cotton planted to the deep blue of cultivated indigo, dressed twelve children with fabrics of affection and resilience.

I grew up among invisible threads connecting generations of Amélias—women who, even before my mother, wove dreams in colors and figures, intertwining past and present with every stitch. Since childhood, my fingers sought the mystery of creation: I sewed dresses for dolls, stuffed toys, already experimenting with the power to transform matter into memory.

My curiosity was vast: I loved the precision of mathematics, the mystery of physics, and the poetry of art. I began my university studies with a bachelor’s degree in materials physics, but soon realized that my true path lay elsewhere. I then pursued studies in textile engineering and fashion design, where I learned the silent language of fibers and forms. I also explored a bachelor’s degree in History, but it was in the conservation of historic textiles that my purpose truly blossomed.

I was raised in a home where the past was honored in every gesture, and the voices of the elders echoed in our conversations. I learned to ask not only about use, but about meaning: what did each fabric hold from a time, a person, a people? To restore, for me, is an act of listening and reverence—it is to return to the world the stories that time tried to silence, to stitch back the paths erased by forgetfulness.

Today, with a master’s in museology, I delve into the secrets of materials, uncovering the knowledge that resides in every fiber, every color, and every sign of wear. My mission is to weave bridges between eras, to return the beauty and memory of the past to the present, and to allow, through restoration, new stories to be told. Because I believe that every preserved thread is renewed hope, and every restored piece is a future delicately rebuilt with the hands of time.