For a while the nights were long and following me all day through. I swear though, I never thought the skies had been so beautiful.
(a season in Hell) is the closest collection to my soul that I’ve ever made. I put in countless hours, days and nights, working to turn my pain (hopefully) into beauty. My rare spare time was spent outside, looking at the skies. You’ll notice their colors, from twilight to dawn, in my pieces.
I am on a quest for balance. I’m on the hunt for a love I’ve only ever dreamt of.
Dear Rimbaud, I think you understood me.
I hope you’ll find yourself in my creations, combining raw beauty and strength.
