Velvet Harvest

There is a hush in the orchard. A shimmer on overripe skin. These are not fruits for eating - they are relics, rituals, whispers in velvet ropes.

Velvet Harvest is gathering of still lives woven from shadow and bloom. Each piece speaks softly of decay and rebirth, of beauty in bruises, of time’s gentle unraveling. These are offerings - painted spells drawn from the in-between: where dusk meets dawn, where petals wither gold.

You are invited to wander through this strange garden, where every stem holds a secret, and every silence holds a story.