The Ethereal series channels the presence of higher vibrational beings, woven into luminous 36x36 mosaics of sequins, paint, embroidery, and beading. Each piece serves as a gateway to divine energy, capturing the radiant essence of celestial and ancestral spirits in intricate, hand-stitched detail.
Available pieces can be purchased – EMAIL ME to inquire.
I also welcome custom commissions for those seeking a personalized energy piece aligned with their spirit.
Serious inquiries only – EMAIL ME to discuss.
The Art of Transmutation
Available
She carries the wisdom of all she's been,
The quiet strength that lives within.
No need to seek what she already holds,
The power to shape what next unfolds.
For every ending, a seed is sown,
And every shadow can become her own.
She does not wait for the world to change,
She knows the power to rearrange.
Divine Triptych of
Her Holy Wild
Available
for Josephine, Nina, and Eartha
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She does not rise in silence.
She rises singing,
marching,
daring the world to shift.
Her power is not in conquest—
but in creation,
in the breaking of chains
and the birthing of truth.
She is the spark, the storm, the sanctuary.
She is the uprising.
The flame that feeds the change.
The holy wild we cannot cage.
Sacred Currents
Available
She knows the depths from which she came,
The tides may turn, but not her flame.
She holds the ocean in her soul,
Both fierce and gentle, free and whole.
No storm can claim what is her own,
No current moves her from her throne.
For she is neither bound nor still,
She moves with grace, she moves with will.
Love’s Reflection
Available
A whisper of silk, a shimmer of gold,
Hands stretched wide, yet never hold.
Her heart, a mirror, deep and true,
Reflecting love in every hue.
Roses bloom where her tears fall,
Soft as dusk, yet fierce as all.
She longs, she dreams, she prays, she weeps,
For love that stays, for love that keeps.
Yet in the ripples, in the light,
She is whole, she is bright.
For love is not just given, but known—
A reflection of self, a throne of its own.
Unshaken
Available
Through storms and whispers, she stands tall,
Rooted in truth, refusing to fall.
Her gaze, unwavering, fierce and clear,
A force of nature, calm yet near.
Her strength is not in loud command,
But in the quiet of her hand.
Unshaken, she holds what’s hers to claim,
A conqueror without need for fame.
In every step, in every breath,
She walks through life, defying death.
For power’s not in what we see,
But in the peace of knowing we’re free.