Meet the Maker
Winter Moon started with a moment Jessie didn’t expect.
It wasn’t a big turning point or a dramatic breakthrough.
It happened in the middle of a heavy day, the kind where your mind won’t quiet down no matter how tired you are. She lit a candle without thinking about it — just something to fill the silence — and then it happened.
The scent reached her before her thoughts did.
Her brain went “oh.”
And the breath that followed was different — deeper, calmer.
For one small moment, she wasn’t thinking about everything she’d lost.
She wasn’t fighting her way through the day.
She was just here, breathing, enjoying something that smelled really good.
That moment didn’t fix anything.
It didn’t erase grief.
But it gave her something she didn’t realize she’d been starving for:
relief — even if it only lasted a breath.
That quiet moment became the spark for Winter Moon.
Jessie began making candles the same way that moment arrived — not to transform people, not to make grand promises, but to create tiny pauses in the middle of real life.
Candles you light when today feels like too much — the kind that help your brain forget the heavy things for a minute, so your body can remember how to exhale.
And then the metal came.
Steel is shaped by fire too.
Heat, pressure, weight — the same elements that change a life can also create something strong. Jessie began cutting and shaping metal art as a way to hold onto meaning — not the kind we talk about, but the kind we live with.
Where candles offer a moment, metal offers a reminder.
A moment of breath…
and a symbol that keeps you grounded after the flame goes out.
The art hanging on the wall is a quiet statement:
hope survived the fire.
Not because pain disappeared, but because Jessie refused to lose herself to it.
Both pieces — wax and steel — come from the same truth:
Sometimes all we need is one breath that feels okay… and something strong to hold onto when the breath is over.
That’s what Winter Moon is built on:
Small relief, honestly given.
Meaning, honestly held.
And the belief that hope doesn’t have to be loud to be real.
If you’re here, you don’t need to explain yourself.
Life gets heavy.
You deserve a moment that helps you keep going — and a piece of art that reminds you why.
One breath at a time.
One symbol at a time.