Catyobi

This part of my work grew after I returned to school and began studying technology, AI, and app development.

Learning opened a new world of ideas for me — ideas rooted in my real life: the farm, the animals, memory, care, the things I struggle with, and the tools I wish existed.

Here live early versions of projects like the Spring in a Box Farm Game, a dog training game, the Pocket Apothecary idea, and other small digital tools I’m slowly exploring.

This space is less about finished products and more about curiosity, process, and growth.

Explore my tech work →

This part of my work grew from my relationship with plants, healing, and care. Here I blend oils and simple ingredients into small rituals: facial oils, bruise rollers, and little bottles of comfort made for the people I love and for the woman I am becoming.

This is a space about tenderness, aging with honesty, softness without shame, and beauty that feels grounded and real. It’s less about products and more about intention — creating things that feel like care, not performance.

Here I share experiments, recipes, reflections, and the evolving story of how Catyobi oils began and where this practice may grow next

The beginning of this journey lives here:

[Read the story behind Catyobi oils].

The animals in my life are not background decoration. They are full beings with history, personality, resilience, chaos, tenderness, and love. They have shaped my days, my heart, and the way I understand care and responsibility.

Some are still here.

Some are no longer with me.

All of them remain part of who I am.

This part of Catyobi Lab holds their stories — the joyful moments, the complicated journeys, the rescues, the losses, the ordinary days that became meaningful simply because we shared them.

Sometimes this space is light. Sometimes it is heavy.

Always, it is honest.

If you want to follow the everyday life of the animals who are here now, you can meet them here:

Instagram: @eclairandbrulee

I write because I need to breathe. Because some things inside me only make sense when they become words. Writing helps me understand life, love, aging, resilience, grief, hope, migration, identity, and everything that makes being alive complicated and beautiful.

My writing grows slowly, like a garden. Sometimes it is gentle. Sometimes it is messy. Always, it is honest.

Here I will gather essays, reflections, blog-style thoughts, longer projects that may one day become books, and the quiet process of turning my life into language.

Website: catyobi.com

Not everything I create is meant to be made alone. Many ideas grow through conversation, shared curiosity, laughter, and trust.

This space is where collaboration lives — the projects I build with people I care about, the creative partnerships that shape my work, and the kind of making that feels like connection rather than isolation.

A meaningful part of this world exists alongside my sister and her brand, Bewitched Attic. I support her behind the scenes — brainstorming, designing, problem-solving, and helping bring her ideas to life. Our work together is rooted in years of shared history, creativity, and mutual care.

You can explore her work here:

Instagram: @bewitched_attic

This world began with bills and coins that carried meaning — objects connected to memory, family, time, and personal history. What started as curiosity slowly grew into a deeper relationship with design, storytelling, and the emotional weight small objects can hold.

Over time, this collection became something more than collecting: a quiet museum of memory, beauty, history, and identity. Each piece holds traces of place, migration, nostalgia, and the lives that moved through it.

I don’t yet know what this project will become. Maybe storytelling. Maybe design. Maybe an archive. Maybe something unexpected. For now, it lives here in Catyobi Lab as a growing idea I’m still discovering. You can follow its growth here:@silentcurrency.museum