First there is an explosion. And the beat begins. a million stars flash across her vision. She chooses one + suddenly she is there. It offers all that she needs for creation. She expands her mind + connects with her temporary world. Remnants of mankinds' techno revolution lay in her vision. Plastic, metal, wires, electricity sit amongst all that is natural + raw. She moves to the beat...and her parallel universe blooms. Weaving, layering, bolting, knitting, planting, growing, cobbling + threading...her visions come together. She is a conductor, a choreographer, an otherworldly chanteuse. A collector of sorts. Bringing into being a juxtaposed essence with each eccentric creation.

SHE IS EARTH. SHE IS FIRE. SHE IS AIR. SHE IS WATER

SHE IS THE MISTRESS. AND THIS IS HER MOMENT.