"She who remembers"
FOR THE SACRED VOICE
OF WOMANHOOD
"LILLITH"
Goddess series 2021
~ I remember what the world forgot
and will carry the dancing whispers of the women before me
a conversation between the soul and the unseen
a reflection of the divine feminine who speaks in fragments
in breath, in ache, in love and beauty
in the delicate power of becoming
she is fluid and untamed
feeling the echoes beneath the surface
giving them shape through shadow and bones
through skin and silky softness
in the sacred in-between
she will rise and again be seen ~
THE ECHO OF
THE GODDESS
"GODDESS"
Goddess series 2021
~ When you feel the shiver of belonging
at the edges of the echo
when you feel the rush
the ache, the pull
the quiet you can’t name
it is her
And she is you ~
ARTWORKS
Each artwork is a unique and one-of-a-kind creation born from my soul memory and imagination. With my work I hope to stir something within you, to whisper stories about your beauty, and bring a sense of connection to what is forgotten into your space.
Available in limited editions, every piece is carefully printed on high-quality fine art paper and expertly finished — either mounted on Dibond with acrylic glass or framed behind museum-quality glass elegantly presented in a handcrafted wooden frame, allowing the print to ‘float’ within — creating depth, shadow and a sense of dimension that enhances the soul of the image.
Unframed options are also available.
Each limited edition comes with a hand-signed certificate of authenticity and a uniquely numbered hologram, ensuring the exclusivity and collectability of every piece.
Whether it evokes a memory, awakens a dream, or invites a moment of reflection —my wish is that each artwork brings a touch of magic, rememberance, strength, and storytelling into your home.
For inquiries, availability, or personal guidance in choosing the right piece for you, feel free to send me a message — I’d be honoured to help you find the one that speaks to your soul.
LIMITED EDITION
ROOM NO.7
HOTELSUITE
~ With a heart too full to carry,
but too fragile to leave behind.
She will always be a traveller,
of the lost and of the kind.
With dreams tucked in her pocket,
and stories in her gaze,
she dances through the silence,
in soft and fearless ways.
No map can truly hold her,
no place can make her stay,
for she belongs to moments
that bloom and drift away.
She loves like waves on shoreline,
then vanishes like mist—
a fleeting breath of wonder,
a name the night once kissed ~