The Surf of Venus (2025)
Celestite, mixed media. One of one.
Venus emerges—not near Cyprus, but somewhere between Malibu and a dream. Perched on a shell in the swell of a celestite geode, surfers like modern Zephyrs orbit her, pulled less by tide than by want.
This is mythology reimagined—a scene where beauty floats and desire paddles out. The goddess doesn’t arrive. She appears—centered, certain, and drawing the world toward her.
Celestite, mixed media. One of one.
Venus emerges—not near Cyprus, but somewhere between Malibu and a dream. Perched on a shell in the swell of a celestite geode, surfers like modern Zephyrs orbit her, pulled less by tide than by want.
This is mythology reimagined—a scene where beauty floats and desire paddles out. The goddess doesn’t arrive. She appears—centered, certain, and drawing the world toward her.
Celestite, mixed media. One of one.
Venus emerges—not near Cyprus, but somewhere between Malibu and a dream. Perched on a shell in the swell of a celestite geode, surfers like modern Zephyrs orbit her, pulled less by tide than by want.
This is mythology reimagined—a scene where beauty floats and desire paddles out. The goddess doesn’t arrive. She appears—centered, certain, and drawing the world toward her.