Limited edition textured fine art print on brushed aluminum

I grew up reading Ezekiel and Revelation over and over, and the seraphim never left me. Beings covered in eyes. Seven run down her center, one more above her face. The crowning eye looks up; the rest are the wisdom that lives in the body.

She hovers over the water, not rising and not descending. Just there in front of you, looking back. Comforting and unsettling at once, which is how I wanted her.

Shown as part of Pandora’s Eye, Burning Man 2026.

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