From fractured skull to collarbone, moss claims what time forgot. Yellow blossoms rise from bone, curling over the shoulder like a quiet resistance. The skeleton doesn’t lean forward or back — just stands. She didn’t ask for this garden, but she kept it alive.
From fractured skull to collarbone, moss claims what time forgot. Yellow blossoms rise from bone, curling over the shoulder like a quiet resistance. The skeleton doesn’t lean forward or back — just stands. She didn’t ask for this garden, but she kept it alive.
""In the hush between shadows and bloom, we find the stories we never dared to tell — etched in light, scattered like dust, still glowing."
— Dustlight Atelier"
Dustlight Atelier explores the quiet poetry of emotion, memory, and transformation through art. Each piece weaves together shadow and softness — drawing from grief, nature, identity, and the liminal spaces where light breaks through. With a focus on muted palettes, surreal botanicals, and fragmented forms, Dustlight creates visual meditations for modern dreamers — art that whispers rather than shouts.
Whether framed on a wall or wrapped around a notebook, every design invites stillness, reflection, and wonder.