INCEPTION COLLECTION
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Scorched Protrusion of Opulence
A curtain of white is pulled tight across the right side of the world, and something beneath it breathes. The fabric strains like a tide caught mid-surge; folds radiate from a single pressure point until a face rises through the cloth—brow, cheek, mouth—an apparition made by force. This is not a portrait; it is an event. It is the exact second a life insists on being seen. Opposite the emergence, a field of quiet gold holds its ground. Gold leaf scatters across it like the fallout of a gilded storm—shards, constellations, crumbs of light—evidence that beauty here was not applied gently but wrestled from impact. Along the edge, a wooden frame bears subtle burn marks: a rim of charcoal, a singe of amber. It feels like the work passed through heat to reach us, the border remembering smoke even as it tries to contain what’s unfolding. The diagonal seam between the gold and the shroud becomes a fault line: revelation on one side, restraint on the other.The cloth is immaculate, almost ceremonial; the gold is weathered, almost ancient. Between them the truth of the piece is spoken: opulence is not the gloss but the afterglow of pressure. The face does not arrive decorated—it makes decoration scatter; it makes the surface remember. Each wrinkle records resistance. Each fleck of gold is a healed fracture, a seam where rupture learned to shine. Each lightly charred edge testifies that the passage through fire left evidence, not ruin. “Scorched Protrusion of Opulence” is the luxury of survival rendered visible. It asks the viewer to witness the work of emergence—the push against concealment, the refusal to flatten, the breath taken under weight—and to understand that what glitters here is not merely wealth, but testimony. The world tried to stay smooth; the body chose to appear, and even the frame carries the memory of that heat.
$8,500
Primordial Obsidian Noir
This work is carved from the blackness of existence itself. The canvas ripples with rough, volcanic textures — a terrain born of eruption, scarred and alive. Obsidian stones push through the surface like shards of memory, their glossy depths holding secrets from the dawn of time. Between them run veins of 24k gold, not as decoration, but as healed wounds — fractures sealed by brilliance, pain transfigured into treasure. At the heart of this primordial field emerges the face of a Black woman, not painted but birthed from the darkness. Her presence is ancestral and eternal, the embodiment of creation, survival, and origin. Draped in cloth streaked with the hues of Africa and diaspora, the piece becomes both cosmic and earthly. “Primordial Obsidian Noir” is not a painting — it is a genesis, a reminder that out of blackness comes both destruction and divinity, both ending and eternal beginning.
$7,999
Vibrant Kaos — The Spectrum of a Burdened King
Chaos here is not disorder, but inheritance. It is the invisible crown pressed upon the head of every king, shimmering with gold yet crushing with weight. The masks — pale, silent, unyielding — embody the faceless expectations that surround him. Among them, two golden faces emerge, both exalted and exhausted, as if nobility itself were forged from fatigue. Black acrylic liquid cuts between them, binding their stories together, swallowing roses and petals in its tide. Beauty does not escape chaos here; it drowns within it, yet its color remains vibrant, defiant. The border of burnt wood frames this spectrum like the remnants of battles survived, charred and unforgotten. Cloth wraps the lower canvas, heavy as a royal garment, concealing while also revealing. “Vibrant Kaos” is the spectrum of a burdened king — the brilliance of glory, the torment of duty, and the unrelenting chaos that crowns them both.
$12,000
Witness the Observer in Timeless Reflections
This canvas is a mirror that refuses to stay still. Faces appear and dissolve, each one both watcher and watched. The act of seeing becomes infinite, folding back upon itself, until there is no longer a clear line between the observer and the observed. A tree rises within the composition, its branches threading like veins across the surface, carrying memory forward and backward through time. The muted pastels suggest a history softened by distance, yet the intensity of the gazes pierces the present moment. To stand before this work is to feel yourself drawn into its endless loop, where past lives, present awareness, and future possibilities collapse into a single reflection. It is not an artwork to be merely looked at; it is an experience that looks back. “Witness the Observer in Timeless Reflections” is a meditation on eternity — a reminder that as you watch, you too are being witnessed by time itself.
$6,800