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January in Copenhagen didn't hold back. The sea wind cut through coat and attitude alike, chilling even a hard‑boiled Finn to the bone. When the frost made fabrics crackle with static and cling to skin, it didn't slow down the city's fashion crowd. The streets buzzed with one stunning look after another: pillbox hats, furs, and daring combinations...

I have two events coming up in Copenhagen, and I've packed my suitcase full of glass — which means a slow airport security check ahead! At the end of January, Copenhagen will host two unique experiences: the POET exhibition at Copenhagen Fashion Week and the presence-focused Heavy Glass Ritual.

When was the last time you drank from a sculpture? I want to take unique glassware to new places. Now, my pieces have found their way to the legendary Kämp Bar, where even the national composer Jean Sibelius once raised his glass.

In the 90s, computers met trojan horse viruses that flashed briefly on the screen. Something disappeared, and it was never recovered. It was a moment of loss and fading. A reminder of vulnerability.

Earlier this year, the Finnish State Art Commission, operating under the National Gallery, in collaboration with Senate Properties, launched a nationwide open art competition for the new Oulu Courthouse and Prison. The goal was to find a site-specific and permanent artwork for the exterior wall of the courtroom, something that would create a...

Welcome to join me on stage as I discuss the future of design and the vast opportunities it brings! We're living in a time where creativity, AI, and sustainability are intersecting in ways we've never seen before.

Sini Majuri's glass made it to the front page of The New York Times! Read the article Forging Art From Molten Glass by the wonderful Penelope Colston, with images by Vesa Laitinen. Majuri's art blends modern technology with traditional glassblowing techniques. Her workshop is located in the historic UNESCO World Heritage site of Suomenlinna.

Some sculptures radiate serenity. Others evoke deep emotion. And then there's mine: a perpetually sulking lady, forever trapped inside glass, glaring at the world with the disapproval, like she just spotted someone wearing Crocs to a black-tie event..