Her art flows through my hands
The Story
From the Netherlands.
To Tauranga. To you.
My Oma arrived from the Netherlands with colour in her hands and roots ready to plant. She built a life in Tauranga — a studio on her land, a garden full of calla lilies, and a quiet dedication to making beautiful things. Artist. Florist. The same instinct, two expressions.
I grew up watching those hands — arranging flowers, mixing paint, finding beauty in the ordinary. That same creative bone runs through me. It always has.
Calla is our attempt to bring her artwork — and mine — to more people. Not locked away in a studio. Not reserved for the few who walk through the right door. Printed, shared, and living in homes that feel something when they look at the walls.
Grown, not made. Just like she taught me.
Calla