Memento Mori Studio
Art and hope for the haunted, the healing, and the beautifully strange
The Artist
I crawled out of hell with broken nails and a bad attitude — if I can do it, you’ve got no excuse. I’m a recovering addict, reluctant optimist, mother, nurse, artist, and occasional necromancer (of words). Memento Mori Studio is where I turn wreckage into relics — and remind you that death isn’t always the end.
The Craft
Art is an exorcism.Ruin makes a decent muse. Grief has good taste.
I’m a nurse, a counselor, an artist, and a writer — but above all, a professional survivor.
I’ve made a career out of wrestling demons and turning the aftermath into something worth framing. Call it art, call it therapy, whatever helps you sleep at night.
You’re not too far gone, just late to the party. But you know what they say… punctuality is the thief of time.
Relics & Remains
“Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above.”
-Gia Carangi
Let the Dead Speak
Memento Mori’s grimoire is the raw cut — no euphemisms, no escape hatch. A blacklit chronicle of relapse, resurrection, and really good eyeliner. It drags life, addiction, and art into the circle and makes them talk. What happens next isn’t always pretty. But it’s real.
“Death is only the beginning.”
