THE GISELA FLOWER

Born from the hum of a distant guitar and the haze of a generation in bloom, the Gisela Flower carries the rhythm of rebellion and the poetry of the past. Its shape first emerged from the echo of Woodstock—Jimi Hendrix wrapped in sound and smoke, his ears adorned with, studs blooming like wild notes fluttering through the chaos of riffs falling fron the sky like heavy metal.

That fleeting image became a spark. A flower was drawn—freeform, slightly asymmetric, unapologetically alive. It spoke of spontaneity, of beauty unbound by symmetry, like a melody that bends the rules to reach something truer. At first it was named the Wayside Flower, a tribute to the forgotten flora that flourish in the cracks, stubborn and radiant where no garden dares to grow.

Over time, the flower took root—not just in form, but in meaning. From the day it was first designed, my mother Gisela wore it close to her heart—every single day, until the very end of her journey. Now renamed in her honor, The Gisela Flower is a tribute to her grace, her spirit, and her unwavering love.

Each petal in this collection is a note in an unfinished song. Together, they form a hymn to freedom, to memory, and to the timeless elegance of the soul in bloom.