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hourglass props

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503-928-9512

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native to the planet Arrakis, not a political or military force, but instead an ecological one, people of the desert.

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hourglass fisheye imagery

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contrast wet textures & reflective surfaces against dry, cracked landscapes.

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droplets, playing with textures (sand?)

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dynamic, stretched posing. breaking from something, or reaching toward? convey freedom in the movement.

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(futuristic)

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coiled/cut paper? ruching?

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water, spice, oil...all scarce commodities with which one can hold a society hostage. blood is thicker than water, but politics are thicker than blood.

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a thinly veiled allegory of our world’s insatiable appetite for oil and other petroleum products.

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“there no aliens, no silver gadgets. instead, you have a philosophical experience. it's a futuristic take on the past."

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"in 1957, dad flew to the Oregon coast to write a magazine article about a US dept of agriculture project there..."

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as one of the earliest examples of climate fiction, the planet Arrakis is a living, breathing, tortured character in itself.

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Organic, futuristic folds and sculptural elegance

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sandworm

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distressed materials that look weathered by time. burlap, silks, linen...

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blue eyes - fremen

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muted tones with a few accents, emphasis on blue.

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this is a meditation on how our freedom and ecological responsibility are necessarily intertwined.

it's been over six decades since Herbert's sci-fi Goliath was published. but Dune transcends the genre for its time, seeming more and more like a disturbing prophecy.

water is life, yet it is the promise of spice that sets societies at each other's throats. environmental destruction looms, while humanity’s thirst for control risks its own existence. in a world where technology has surpassed all natural laws, the desert remains the ultimate force.

sand is the setting of resistance and survival, a symbol of time. timelessness? such is the absurdity of Dune.

it is uncomfortable and increasingly familiar. but six decades ago, it was only fiction. it asks, how can we be free as our planet collapses? how do we reclaim it? and, how do we do so before it slips through our fingers?

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glossy lid

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sand as a symbol of scarcity and time, fleeting and eternal.

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Half-Moon Bay (cliff formations)

Gray Whale Cove (white sand)

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slicked or dripping hair

margiela's glass skin

pearlescent eyeshadow, paints, graphic liner

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ref—haider ackermann

source yards of varying fabrics to be tied into elaborate draped looks.