I am open Open as the arid lands that whet their appetite with the first drop of the heavens. Courage. The journeys that fold and unfold, coil and untangle regardless of boundaries, hesitations, or of thundering fear. Women, who are of land and sky. Warriors for peace and power, I am a virgin and a mother. I am a pilgrim. I am a Nomade. Read More

Falling perpetually, rather than apart: the state of the fashion industry is stuck in a state of limbo, perpetually moving through a bottomless black hole. The sculptures are set in stone but the digital sphere spirals with uncertainty like a politically complex pot au feu. Read More