Her Skin. Her Armour.

HER SKIN. HER ARMOUR.

Skin is never just skin.

It carries what has happened. It remembers what the mind tries to set down. It protects — not through hardness, but through everything it has already survived.

This series is built on that premise. The women in these paintings wear their experience visibly — in worn surfaces, accumulated texture, layered paint that has been worked and reworked until something true remains. The gold that surfaces through damage is not decoration. It is what holds.

These are not paintings about perfection or prettiness. They are paintings about the specific weight of a life fully lived — the grief, the tenderness, the endurance, the moments of unexpected softness that survive everything that tried to take them.

The title comes from a simple belief: that the body is not just a surface. It is a record. And what it has carried has made it into something stronger, stranger, and more alive than it was before.

This series marks a shift in how I work. The marks remain. The imperfections remain. Nothing has been smoothed away.

If something here stops you — get in touch. Several pieces are reserved for upcoming exhibitions, but I am happy to talk.