Triptych Series (all three - 8"x10" signed prints)
The Triptych
This bold and defiant series—Guardian, Martyr, and Warrior—is a tribute to the fierce, unapologetic strength of womanhood. Rendered in rich ochres and searing reds, each skeletal form bears the scars of battle yet refuses to be hidden or shamed. These are not passive muses or delicate damsels—they are survivors, protectors, and provocateurs.
Guardian cradles the future with an armored grace, her bared form both nurturing and fearless.
Martyr stands unflinching, stripped to the bone but crowned in raw beauty, a sensual testament to sacrifice.
Warrior grips her weapon with regal certainty, her gaze cast forward—a sentinel of feminine power rising from the ashes.
Together, they declare: femininity is not weakness. It is war paint, it is sacred, it is sexy.
This is the resurrection of the divine feminine—in flesh, in bone, in fire.
The Triptych
This bold and defiant series—Guardian, Martyr, and Warrior—is a tribute to the fierce, unapologetic strength of womanhood. Rendered in rich ochres and searing reds, each skeletal form bears the scars of battle yet refuses to be hidden or shamed. These are not passive muses or delicate damsels—they are survivors, protectors, and provocateurs.
Guardian cradles the future with an armored grace, her bared form both nurturing and fearless.
Martyr stands unflinching, stripped to the bone but crowned in raw beauty, a sensual testament to sacrifice.
Warrior grips her weapon with regal certainty, her gaze cast forward—a sentinel of feminine power rising from the ashes.
Together, they declare: femininity is not weakness. It is war paint, it is sacred, it is sexy.
This is the resurrection of the divine feminine—in flesh, in bone, in fire.
The Triptych
This bold and defiant series—Guardian, Martyr, and Warrior—is a tribute to the fierce, unapologetic strength of womanhood. Rendered in rich ochres and searing reds, each skeletal form bears the scars of battle yet refuses to be hidden or shamed. These are not passive muses or delicate damsels—they are survivors, protectors, and provocateurs.
Guardian cradles the future with an armored grace, her bared form both nurturing and fearless.
Martyr stands unflinching, stripped to the bone but crowned in raw beauty, a sensual testament to sacrifice.
Warrior grips her weapon with regal certainty, her gaze cast forward—a sentinel of feminine power rising from the ashes.
Together, they declare: femininity is not weakness. It is war paint, it is sacred, it is sexy.
This is the resurrection of the divine feminine—in flesh, in bone, in fire.