Heart-made objects designed in the workshop of the atomic soul to adorn the body and please the spirit. Dearly departed then re-discovered odd findings, gracefully stumbled, stepped and slept upon. Entities of thought that visit our detention with their fate to become uniquely gorgeous human accessory. From those who crawled with tails out from under the settling dust of random yet significant dreams and or nightmares, falling, crashing from all's over mind. Finding our universe in a current state of trash, we riot. Taking new direction with the matter that surrounds us, we refuse, reuse, abuse and uplift our surrounding landfill. Up-cycled, pre-cycled, recycled bits and pieces, vintage trash, found objects, buried treasures, scraps, riots and other random by-products of living passed as accessories and clothing, experiencing new and deeply longed for altered-states of existence. Fabulous and strange mutations, fashion creations that dove to evolve. Trash not to be thrown away.