A flameworked borosilicate cardboard box in weathered tones holds a human heart. A butcher’s knife rests beside it. Is it a gift or something that has been stolen? The heart itself glows tenderly against the box's grime and rust. Quiet, visceral, and a little sacred.
A flameworked borosilicate cardboard box in weathered tones holds a human heart. A butcher’s knife rests beside it. Is it a gift or something that has been stolen? The heart itself glows tenderly against the box's grime and rust. Quiet, visceral, and a little sacred.