Our Story
I didn’t set out to build a business.
I set out to heal.
For years, I chased beauty in all the wrong places—
starving for approval, perfecting the surface, unraveling underneath.
I lived in the noise, in the glare, in a rhythm that didn’t belong to me.
Then one day, I left the city.
I followed something ancient in me—something wordless—into the wilds of Northern California.
Into the stillness of the mountains.
Into the soil.
And it was there—off-grid, barefoot, hands in the earth—that I began remembering.
The land became my teacher.
My healer.
My mirror.
The seeds taught me patience.
The sun showed me how to be witnessed without judgment.
The flowers bloomed wildly, unapologetically,
and I started to know that beauty is something you grow.
My body began to heal.
My soul began to breathe.
I found ceremony in the mundane:
stacking wood, pouring balm,
watching herbs steep in golden fat.
I began to offer what was helping me—
first to friends,
then to neighbors,
then to anyone searching for a deeper way to care for themselves.
Artisanna Farms was born from that offering.
It’s not just a brand.
It’s a vow:
To live with reverence.
To make everything art.
To care for your wild and precious life.
Everything I create begins with the same question:
What would it look like to love the earth, myself, and the people I serve in the most honest way I can?
The answer always leads me back to simplicity, integrity,
and beauty that isn’t afraid to get its hands dirty.
The tallow is rendered slowly, by hand.
The flowers are grown from seed, spoken to,
gathered in the quiet hours.
The packaging is a celebration of precious detail—built to last.
Nothing—and I mean nothing—goes out into the world unless it feels like a blessing.
I want you to feel that when you encounter one of my creations—
whether it's balm, or a painting, or a bouquet, or a jacket.
I want you to remember:
Healing is slow and holy.
Beauty is not performance—it’s presence.
Artisanna Farms is a love letter—
to the wild and precious nature of your body, your rituals,
your grief, your longing, your joy.
It is an homage to the Field that connects us all.
Thank you for walking this path with me.
Welcome home.
—Anna Judd
Founder, Artisanna Farms