Hallelujah Slapdash
New work:
A BLUR OF MUSCLE
An ode to anatomy. Lovely ligaments stretching, writing sentences in a script of contortions and grace. A strand drenched in the fluidity of torsos. Atomic compilations.
Hand drawn bodies of flowing ink alive on thrumming backdrops of blue and Spanish red.… Read More
THE FAR FIELD
April Come She Will
The Rabjerg Mile, that thin strip of samba dancing desert.
I received a unique request for custom lights from Szyszlo Edyta. The aesthetic of the lights were to be Danish + Desert. I named this strand after the Råbjerg Mile, after a migrating dune in Denmark. Earthen hues, wildflower detailing and sandy neutrals.… Read More
Callisto, Elbows Entwined With Ganymede
Callisto. Jupiter’s Moon. Its surface is the most ancient in the solar system. Any new crater will erase an older one…black waves coming, black waves going. This strand has a deep space feel. Clean, astringent starlight colluding with dark matter. Whispers of subsurface oceans and halophiles.… Read More
Past, Present, Future
This light garland murmurs secrets pertaining to balance, softness, and the reaper’s unflagging procrastination.
A sudden evaporation of the tension imbued on bodies by time. The past, present and future melt into a mute, indeterminate swirl.
Black swirls and resonant whites.… Read More
We Come In Peace
These star people have wildly different countenances. Each of their hearts fires with an alien biology. Beat, offbeat, eagerness, agony. This strand is a nod to all of us aliens, living together. Bound to all the other extrapolations of life throbbing elsewhere in the cosmos.… Read More
Bells Resound in the Deep Oregon Forest
The Society of National Industry had the pleasure of being a part of the exquisite mise en scène of this woodsy union. The supersaturated strand of pinks, magentas, brilliant red-oranges, purples, and neon tangelo were a custom order to match the sizzling attire of the bride’s lady posse.… Read More