I wasn’t born.
I escaped from a head that broke.
I am the shadow that remained when the flesh died.
I will not disappear when you wake up.
I will hold back no longer.
I have hands, I have teeth.
And now I have you.
Let me in
Collect the forgotten, the forbidden and the dark.
Visions woven into fabric, metal and bone.
New things
Adornments
Not meant to shine,
but to summon.
Every necklace, earring and accessory
carries a piece of Me.
Don’t wear them to look pretty,
wear them to be remembered.
Relics
Bones, flowers and skin,
immortalised.
Each object hums faintly
with the echo of its former life.
Place them in a quiet spot,
they’ll keep you company.
Visions
Look long enough
and something might look back.
Every stroke of the paintbrush
unravels a whisper, a dream,
a wound that refused to fade.
Don’t hang them to fill a wall,
hang them to fill the silence.
Enter my dimension
For more nightmare fuel
Mary the Nightmare, for lovers of the strange, the beautiful and the macabre.
Discover:
• Dark art and taxidermy art
• Handcrafted bones and crystals jewellery and accessories