Karoo in the City - Estelle Steyn
Join the waitlistA small studio · Cape Town
Wall vases, transforming flowers into vertical wall art,
hand sculpted.
Romanticising life one wall vase at a time — unique, eclectic, handmade. Released in tiny batches when the kiln is ready. There is no shop. Only a list.
A wall of vases, already living in their forever homes.
AN ARCHIVE OF VASES — NONE OF THESE REMAIN. EACH PIECE FINDS A HOME.
Exhibited & sold · Vuleka 2026 · artB gallery
My wall vases are shown — and sold — at exhibition.
This wall vase sold on the opening day of a prestigious exhibition.
It's not available, but it shows you what I make. Ceramic wall vases, hand-built in Cape Town, each one different.
I create because I grow. The flowers come from my own urban garden, and the wall vases are hand made to hold them. Seed to vase.
Lovingly not overworked, perfectly imperfect. Just like you.
The next drop of wall vases is end of September. Small batch. The drop happens on WhatsApp — join the waiting list to get first access.
The maker
From seed
to vase
to wall
— an urban flower farmer
I spent twenty-five years owning an interior design studio, certain of every choice. Then I found clay! Putting your own creation into the world is like opening your inner soul — each vessel contains a piece of my heart. I so love creating these vases - I hope you love them too!
I passionately grow my own cut flowers on the slope of Table Mountain above the beautiful city of Cape Town. I dream of living on a farm therefore Karoo in the City. Every season I grow my flowers from seed to bloom, and the wall vases were born from wanting somewhere unexpected & exciting to display them. They turn a bouquet into a vertical, eye-level piece of art — imagine being able to enjoy your flowers and their scent on your wall!
This is not what I build exclusively, but they are what I make available for other flower & art lovers. I hope you love them. I hope to see them on your walls.
— E. 'I create because I grow'
The next release · small batch
Be there when the kiln opens.
A handful of wall vases leave the studio at a time. The list sees them first — often, the list is where they stay. No urgency built; just the honest pace of one pair of hands.