Photo by Verena Felder
Nothing in Mármol is accidental. Everything is an invitation.
My name is Araceli. Everyone calls me Ari. I was born in Chile and moved to Hamburg in 2019.
Mármol began in 2021, after the birth of my first daughter, in the middle of a pandemic, in the middle of a life that had suddenly changed shape. What started as a quiet moment for myself slowly became something I couldn’t stop thinking about.
Because there is something that happens when you work with your hands. When you melt, mix, and wait. When you can’t rush the process, and the process teaches you something about yourself.
That’s what I kept coming back to. Not the soap. The waiting.
The moment between one step and the next, when there is nothing to do but stay. When the hands are still and something, somewhere, is taking form. I didn’t plan for that to become the center of everything. But it did.
Each soap is inspired by a Chilean landscape, the Andes, the Pacific, the Atacama, the Marble Caves, Patagonia. And by what those places hold: Clarity. Presence. Transformation. Rebirth. Gratitude. Not because geography is a destiny. But because sometimes a place can hold what words can’t.
I believe that the objects we use every day can carry intention. That a small ritual, repeated, changes something. Like the way water shapes stone, slowly, without urgency, over more time than we can imagine. Like the way water carved the Marble Caves. Like the way waiting, when we let it, carves something in us too.
I make soaps and I host workshops not to teach a technique, but to offer a space. A moment where nothing is urgent. Where what you make with your hands is yours completely. Where the waiting is not something to get through, it is the point.
That belief became The Practice, a participatory art series coming to Der Markt der Möglichkeiten, Hamburg. Seventeen sessions. One chain. 119 people, connected through waiting.
If you’re here, something brought you.
Stay as long as you need.
Ari