I'm inspired by the well-known Latvian folk song: "Run little oriole, howler of hills, call me back home, the traveller of the world…" My svilpaunieks is this oriole flying in the world as a memory from Latvia!

Forest in spring is peaceful. But as you lay down on the moss, everything changes and becomes alive. Experience the nature's sounds, movements, playfulness, worries and love. Nature is the kingdom of contrasts. You will see it if you take a break from your busy life. Let this little owl be the key to this kingdom!

School is where we love to be, A place for us our friends to see. We love the sound of ringing bell, Calling us to class with glee. Let the school time memories turn into a song!

I create each and every svilpaunieks using the oldest ceramics technique from the Neolithic Era – hand-building. Now you know that every bird for each guest of our Presidency will be special and unique.