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?

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