THE GLASSED LIMINALS

Born from the arts of the Elementals, the Liminals are their living echoes.
Fragments of memory vibrating at the edge of becoming.
They are neither past nor future, they are the passage itself. 

When light chooses form, it forgets to be fragile.
Glassed Liminal is the crystallization of breath itself, a fusion between transparency and power.
Each silhouette is a monument of molten serenity, where matter holds its own luminosity.
The body becomes a cathedral of glass, molten, rising, alive with color and impossible equilibrium.
In this realm, couture is neither worn nor built, it is blown into existence, a sacred exhalation of light made matter.