From a seemingly discarded lump of coal, a beauty is forged. From the depths of pain and despair, a pure spirit is born. One to be revered. One to be celebrated. Having withstood want, she stands tall; a shinning diamond. She weaves her triumph into her dance to the moon, illuminating all around her.
This is a story of metamorphosis. A rallying call to look into the future despite your current circumstances. The audacity to pursue that which makes you whole. To scream into the skies and declare that you are worthy. Worthy to be standing in the altar of the stars!
This was the first time working with one of my favorite humans and great friend, Felicity. Thank you for the countless moments.
The concept was to portray Riz using her craft in the midst of a storm; a crisis. Sometimes art is not always a consequence of our situation but rather a world parallel to ours. We’re but conduits to this world.