Room statement
After the vow, the weather.
The feast has ended, but the room keeps rehearsing it. Brides become mannequins, mannequins become ruins, and every bouquet remembers the hand that let it fall.
These images began beside the music video for Gory Glory, then wandered away from it. Here they form their own quiet anatomy: a record of tenderness under pressure, and of beauty surviving in the wrong shape.


