Life is a palette of which we are mere brush strokes
Ember kissed sunsets, the eerily beautiful faces of the moon
Blossoming buds, germinating groves
Gales play Hermes to Gaia
Colorful personalities intermixed with dark hearts create tangible expressionism
I live in a world of black & white; no grey
Heir to the House of Halston I understand the importance of “cleaning up”
Shading and erasing to conceal imperfection
Imperfections are what make us pop
An aesthetician I seek to understand the artist’s purpose and voice
Art is subjective but intent is not
Fabric constructs carefully applied to organic busts
Don’t be afraid to go out of the lines and challenge tradition
Art imitates life because life is art