Améthia · Dissolution

Here, the poison doesn't stop anywhere anymore. It races down from the antlers to the strands, slides over the whole torso, runs down the legs, and even drowns her hand reaching downward, as if Améthia were letting herself slowly dissolve into her own violet stain.

A specimen of the Améthia species: the amethyst does, graceful and silent, who haunt forgotten forests and weep violet ink like a prayer no one dares speak anymore.

Gallery-quality print on thick matte paper, deep colors over an intense black background. A2 format (42 × 59.4 cm) or A1 (59.4 × 84.1 cm), free shipping. Made for dark walls, reading nooks, and setups with a soul.