Origami is three-dimensional paper mechanics, testing math and science principles. I hope to experiment; To rediscover a medium once dear to my heart, after years relegated to folding transient gum wrappers every chance I got.

As such, there is a limit to how many folds a single piece of paper can withstand, something only a seasoned crafter will discover in time. Scale is never an issue but the limitation is precision.

Each fold is dependent on the previous and the continued process of following valley and mountain folds, creasing and turning to form paper into more. So much more, that it is indistinguishable from its original state.

I want to re-explore the purity of pleasure through and in essence of an ancient art. The way callouses formed on my fingertips till I bought a handy wooden creasing tool. And how dry and necessary my hands had to be, as to not soil the paper. My love for paper is immeasurable. Perhaps, one could say the love is displaced onto something inanimate. And to that, I say: You must not have seen my face when I was gifted my first Kami.

Paper quality is king, and to this day in my collection of books– I have a single sheet saved from the first pack. A dark blue, floral pattern with hints of red and gold. I want to forget about the bookmark and years later it falls out while I go through my things. One day, I may find it if I am ever in a pinch to fold something beautiful. But for now, a lucky rabbit banknote.