I took the Kintsugi course with an assistant teacher by my side, who guided me through the entire process and taught me the art of this beautiful craft. Luckily, the instructor also spoke French, which made the experience even better. The course was supposed to last an hour and a half, but I took a little longer—and no one minded at all. I brought a plate from Switzerland to repair—one that’s part of my family’s history—and I wanted to recover it in a meaningful way. Now I’m happy because I can use it again, and even more so because I repaired it myself. Kintsugi teaches us that broken things can be mended with care, and that the cracks themselves become part of the story—adding beauty, rather than taking it away.




















