ART is the representation of the artist's SOUL *

A Journey through my love story with Art…

Paintbrushes in my hands since childhood…

From a very, very young age, the gifts I always asked for—whether for my birthday or Christmas—were colored pencils and paints.

I remember being the happiest girl in the world when my parents took me to Art stores. I could spend hours wandering through aisles filled with magic: watercolors, gouache, pastels, wax crayons, acrylics, brushes, easels… And I can do it now too…

Art stores—and now my studio—have always been my hideaway. Without a doubt!

I Was Never the Typical Child…

While other children were having fun in amusement parks, screaming and running from one attraction to another, I preferred building little cabins in the woods, Robin Hood-style, quietly observing nature and then rushing back home to my brushes.

I had an insatiable thirst to learn and discover.

From the age of four, I was already asking my parents for lessons in ceramics, painting, drawing, and even airbrushing with other artists.

I simply couldn't get enough of A.R.T!

My Art Studies Begin…

Excited to discover the World…

At sixteen, I was selected to study at the Massana School in Barcelona, one of the city's most prestigious art schools, with a history spanning decades. I was incredibly excited!!!

Discovering what I could create by learning more about art filled me with happiness. Even though the daily journey to school was long and exhausting, I felt joyful and incredibly fortunate to be there.

We studied many aspects of art: its history, its pioneers, different techniques and disciplines. But I soon felt that something was missing. I wanted more!!

During that period, I also completed a professional body-painting course at the renowned Stravaganza school in Barcelona.

At eighteen, I left my family home and moved into a small studio apartment in Barcelona to live on my own.

I began studying at the Llotja School of Art and Design, where I chose to specialize in artistic jewelry.

I wanted to immerse myself in precise techniques that would allow me to create the pieces I imagined—designs that went beyond conventional jewelry.

I stayed at the school for less than two years before deciding to leave. I couldn't understand why, in such prestigious art schools, we were not being taught how to become great artists or jewelers. The education focused mainly on basic and elementary techniques.

There was little ambition. Little risk. And I have always needed both.

Since I was very young, teachers described me as a rebellious soul—a revolutionary, someone who questioned rules and asked uncomfortable questions in front of everyone, without fear.

So I decided to give myself my own answers and to follow my own path…

Untamed soul… following my own way.

An Insatiable Desire to Learn and Master New Techniques…

Tired of following the logical path and never afraid of falling and getting back up again, I bought a tattoo machine and entered the world of tattooing on my own.
Since I was very young, I had always had a natural ability for drawing, so I thought. I believed in myself. What can get wrong?

I completed the required hygiene and sanitary training, obtained my certification, and opened a small tattoo studio.

Very quickly, I had many clients—and many friends and family willing to put themselves under my needle.

I learned fast.

I learned by doing.

I learned without anyone telling me how.

And I loved every minute of it. But eventually, I realized that tattooing was not where my true passion lay.

I wanted to create something else.

Something that would allow me to transform materials rather than pain.

Something that would become part of people's lives in a different way.

And that is when goldsmithing entered my life.

Self-taught Goldsmith Artist

Believing in “Yes, you can!” instead of you are not enough…

With the money I had earned, I decided to buy a basic set of tools and create my first jewelry workshop at home.

My first torch, hammers, pliers…

Nothing more than the essentials—but every single tool had been earned through my own effort.

I bought a small amount of silver and began, almost blindly, trying to understand fire, timing, hardness, and the way metal reacts to every action:

hammering, melting, soldering, shaping and transforming. It was a true game.

Sometimes an exciting one.

Sometimes a painful one.

But every mistake pushed me to surpass myself day after day.

And for me, that was priceless.

The Beginning of My Love for Gemstones

When I was a child, whenever the Tooth Fairy came, I never asked for toys. I asked for gemstones.

My father would give me little boxes filled with rough stones of different colors, shapes and textures.

Opening those boxes was always a magical experience!

I didn't know it at the time, but those little stones were already awakening something inside me… something unique.

When I was twenty-three, I was reunited with an old men, a traveler, an artist someone with an extraordinary knowledge of precious gemstones.

One day, he secretly opened a large box in front of me…

Inside, he had been collecting high-quality natural gemstones for more than seventeen years… Tourmalines, Sapphires, Emeralds, Topaz… a real waterfall of crystalized colors in all sizes and shapes, it was really I.N.C.R.E.D.I.B.L.E!! I felt as though I were dreaming.

I was used to seeing rough stones, but that collection looked like crystallized magic and nowadays I love all of them rough and crystals.

That was the moment my unconditional love for precious gemstones truly raised.
For more than 30 years, I have carried that passion in my heart.

He taught me about the gemstone market, qualities, varieties, carats, clarity, colors, mines, and how to distinguish natural stones from synthetic ones. Those moments—and those stones—became a fundamental source of inspiration for many of my most beautiful jewelry collections.

I am deeply grateful for that.

Developing my personal style and my first brand…

From Barcelona to Mallorca, Balearic Islands

At twenty-three, I moved to Mallorca, a beautiful island in the Spanish Mediterranean. The summers were brilliant. The winters were cold and solitary. These were years of deep learning, survival, and fighting for my dreams.

And everything I experienced during those years found its way into my creations.

I developed my own luxury brand, KAURUM, creating jewelry and painting collections inspired by ancient mythology and cultures.

I was fascinated by raw, powerful forms and organic shapes.

During those years, I also taught myself graphic design, website creation, and the development of marketing materials—from logos and packaging to complete brand identities.

I also had the opportunity to work with other brands, experiences that taught me even more about creativity, design and the world of business branding.

One day, I found paradise…or paradise found me?

From Mallorca to Polynesia…

Throughout my life, I traveled a little the world searching for a place where I could finally feel at home.

A place where I could settle, plant roots and find constant inspiration.

Morocco, India, Thailand, Ireland, Italy, France…

Every country gave me something different: experiences, aromas, colors, textures, flavors and memories that nourished my imagination and awakened an even deeper love for travel.

But every time I returned to Spain, something felt heavy. I felt sad. I felt trapped like not being at home.

A Love Story with Fenua

When I was sixteen, I met Heiana, a beautiful Tahitian woman living in Barcelona and working as a tattoo artist.

It was love at first sight. We became incredibly close.

For my seventeenth birthday, my family gave me the opportunity to have a tattoo designed by her. I told her: “Draw my life. Show me my destiny.” At that time, I knew very little about Polynesian culture.

I barely even knew where Polynesia was on the map. But I loved her. I loved the Polynesian designs.

And somehow, deep inside, I felt that this was connected to my path. To my destiny.

Years passed, and I almost forgot about Polynesia. Until, suddenly, the opportunity appeared. And this time, I didn't hesitate.

In 2019, one year before the COVID-19 pandemic, I packed my belongings, stored them in a container, and moved to the South Pacific.

I felt a deep call to leave my homeland. So I did.

I have never returned to my land there since…

When I arrived in Moorea something inside me simply explosed…

When I arrived in Moorea, something inside me exploded.

It was as if my creativity had been asleep for years and had suddenly been released—a wild horse finally free to run, shine and expand.

My art changed. It grew. It became more instinctive, more organic, more emotional.

Forms, colors, textures and materials began to come together in ways I had never experienced before.

I had found the environment I had been searching for without even knowing it.

From the very beginning, I felt on a deeply sensory level, the feminine energy.

I connected deeply with the mana—the sacred ancestral energy. With the tupuna—the ancestors.

With the invisible forces that live within and sustain these islands and their people.

And my art began to bloom with a profound sense of passion, respect and admiration for Polynesian culture.

Nature became my greatest teacher.

The ocean, the mountains, the coral reefs, the flowers, the pearls, the volcanic landscape the withe sands…

VANIRA CAPRICES

In 2020, I founded Vanira Caprices, a luxury artistic brand inspired by the magic of French Polynesia.

My purpose was never to create mass-produced objects.

I wanted to create something much more intimate.
Something unique, something with a soul.

Today, Vanira Caprices is dedicated to creating one-of-a-kind works of art, handcrafted in French Polynesia and bespoke pieces created through an intimate dialogue between the artist, the materials and the person who will ultimately receive the work.

Every creation carries a human fingerprint.

Every piece contains decisions that cannot be reproduced.

Every imperfection is part of its identity.

Because I do not believe in perfection.

I believe in authenticity.

I believe in the courage to experiment, to make mistakes, to learn, and to begin again.

And above all, I believe that art should carry the soul of the person who creates it.

Thanks for reading
Vanira