A living archive of fragments, thoughts, quotes, ideas, scraps, symbols, and artifacts collected throughout the creative journey.
A symbol of creative excess. Soft, dangerous, hypnotic.
“I left my dreams in the pockets of secondhand coats.”
A relic of decay turned sacred. Memory preserved in petals.
A metaphor for hidden doors, mental rooms, and forbidden archives.
“Decayed elegance” meets “worn romanticism.”