Welcome to my Flickr.

My photographs carry weight — fragments of stillness, echoes of longing, stitched together with light and shadow. But each will tell you a story. Some will be truth, some will be fiction. It is up to you to decide which is which.

I walk the edge of sorrow, where beauty weeps and grief becomes its own kind of flame. Each image reveals a hush between heartbeats, each word carved from a place rarely touched by joy.

I build cathedrals of pixels and ash.

My poems ache.

My stories press lips to old wounds.

The music I breathe is a requiem for the beautifully broken.

There is almost always a song that matches the mood of my images.

If you know how to listen, you will know how I am feeling.

I create with machines, but never with artificial minds.

Every piece is crafted through my own hands, guided by emotion and experience.

Photoshop may shape the canvas, but no part of my writing, imagery, or expression comes from AI.

I have been a digital artist for over a decade, and a writer for many more. All of my work is a piece of the real me — even if it appears through the filter of a role-played character.

Even if my work is not as polished as others, it is still made of tiny fragments of my soul, shared with the world… often with great fear and hesitation.

I rarely share details of my real life publicly.

But if you are a close friend, you may ask.

I am a woman currently living in Iceland, and I am 18+.

I may seem cold to some, but the world has long been that way with me — and so I remain guarded.

It’s nothing personal, and it doesn’t mean I dislike you.

In my second life, I am Lady Death:

Daughter of Oblivion, Goddess of the End, Angel of Mourning,

Successor to the Pale Horseman, and Keeper of the Endless Graveyard.

When your soul stirs at an image, perhaps some hidden part of you remembers this darkness.

Perhaps we’ve met in dreams already.