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Bust of Helen of Troy, a symbolic figure in Greek Mythology. She was said to be one of the most beautiful women in the world, and the main reason for the Trojan War. 

A physical sketch study, pencil of paper.

Helen of Troy

Inspired by those breathtakingly wild leopard eyes that stare right through the soul. That stare, which speaks: I SEE you. I RESPECT you. But know your limits when you cross my territory. 

Respectfully yours, the wild one. 


The Stare

Your swords against my herbs.
Your chains against my teeth.
Your fear against my fire. 
I'll blink and you will freeze. 

The Witch

Meant to serve as a short escape into the world of nature, this piece is my invitation for you to catch a virtual breeze in the heart of a verdant rainforest where lush canopy of trees protects you from the summer heat, yet guides your path ahead with gentle beams of light. 

Not fight or flight, but rest and digest. Here, all creatures treat each other with respect, wings and teeth and slithering bodies coexisting in harmony and adding their own unique color to this tropical palette. Enjoy birds singing, tigers purring, flowers blooming fragrantly, wind flowing through the balmy air. Tranquility. 

Take this 30 seconds of meditation to ground your spirit and rejuvenate it with the wild-child energy, then hop back on your bicycle and have the best adventure time!  

xoxo, Si Si

Ode to Summer: Catching Breeze in Rainforest 

Supreme vigilante with wings big as sky, flames hot as hell. She roams high above & watches with eyes that don’t miss a thing of virtue & sin. 
Be good, do good & she’ll triple your blessings. 
The rest she burns to cinders. 


K•A•R•M•A

We are fragile mortals, 
Drinking Heaven's waters, 
Blooming into flowers..


And waiting from beneath,
For Life and Death to kiss. 

Between Life & Death

My representation of what it feels like when you open your eyes and the dream that you just saw starts to fade away until you can no longer remember it.  


I roam in a nightmare, which turns into bliss.
A dazzling garden with darkest abyss.
Above it I flutter, forgetting my name.
Attracted to you like a moth to a flame.

But moon turns to sun and my dream fades to haze.
I'm running to you but get lost in a maze.
My wings gently crumble; Stars falling. I'm sinking.
The threads slowly breaking...I'm watching. Unblinking.

The light hits my lids, and I open my eyes.
My curtains reveal lucid morning's blue skies.
You burn in my mind, tender ember by ember...
Wish you weren't a dream that I'll never remember.

Fragile Dream 

Teeth and Honey

My life is but a theater, and I’m its humble actor.
Through passion and delusion, I play my every role.
I scream where I should whisper, and weep when others shrug,
The rain itself is envious of tears that flood me whole.

Sit it down and watch me ruffle my feathers in distress, 
Behold the way I’ll falter before you like a swan.
I like to draw attention through sharp exaggeration, 
For while I breathe and feel — my ardent show goes on.

DRAMA QUEEN

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This work is an Ode to a beautiful, peaceful synergy between Nature and Technology. With their hands moving towards each other they push boundaries, create ideas, shape the future, make Art: BUILD TOGETHER.

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