About Iski 

I have always been a hands-on learner, someone who needs to feel, hold, and create in order to understand.

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Somewhere along the way, baking became more than a hobby. It became a way to slow down, to pay attention, and to make something meaningful with my hands.

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I have always been a hands-on learner. I understand the world by touching it, tasting it, and creating within it. As a child, I was endlessly curious. I wanted to know how things worked, how they felt, and why certain moments stayed with me longer than others. That curiosity followed me everywhere, especially through food.

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I grew up overseas as a military child, moving more than nine times before the age of twenty-two and spending my earliest years abroad. Kitchens changed with each place we lived, but food remained constant. Meals were how we settled in, how we celebrated, and how we found comfort in unfamiliar places. Over time, I learned to associate food with memory, belonging, and care.

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Some of my earliest memories are tied to small rituals. Wandering through Kinokuniya in Bangkok with my sister, carefully choosing a book to bring home. Treating ourselves to donuts after math lessons. Spending hours outside collecting leaves, watching insects, and noticing how light moved through trees. Even then, I was paying attention to colors, textures, and quiet details. I did not know it yet, but I was already learning how to observe.

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As I grew older, that same curiosity showed up in new ways. I people-watched on buses, wandered into cafés and art stores, and took long walks through the arboretum during college. Those moments of stillness helped me reconnect with what mattered. Yet somewhere between expectations and the pace of life, I began moving too fast. I stopped noticing the ordinary beauty that once grounded me.

Baking brought me back.

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What began as a way to fill quiet time slowly became something deeper. Baking asked me to slow down, to trust the process, and to be present. Measuring, mixing, waiting, and sharing became grounding practices. Over time, baking expanded into painting, writing, photography, and storytelling. All of it became connected through the act of creating with intention.

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Through Iski Bakery, I share recipes, essays, photographs, and artwork inspired by food, memory, and the places that have shaped me. This space is a creative journal, one rooted in curiosity, care, and gratitude. Nothing here is about perfection. It is about process, presence, and the joy of making something with love.​​​​​

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“So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.”

​1 Corinthians 10:31 (NIV)​

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I believe creativity is a gift meant to be used thoughtfully. Whether it is baking a loaf of bread, painting a quiet moment, or writing a story, creating allows us to slow down and notice what is already good. This space exists to capture those moments and to invite others into a gentler pace.

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If you are here, I hope you find something that feels familiar. A recipe that reminds you of home. A story that makes you pause. A moment of calm in the middle of your day. This is a place for ordinary beauty, shared openly, one creation at a time.

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