This is my studio for exploring my work. Consider these drafts.

You lived in an aviary

You lived in an aviary with a giant bed at the very top of the wiry, winding spiral stairs. 

You worked in a treehouse studio filled with vintage hatboxes. 

You were a part of the air trailing cedar and bergamot, 

shooting silk scraps from your spire 

springing from flower to flower.

Text by SM Simões