I fell.
And in the fall, I found a room within myself.
A room that was filled with something so precious - called heaven.
Il cielo in una stanza
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We all carry our own heaven inside of us,
sometimes we just have to fall deeply to discover it.
I am a thinker, a storyteller, an artist, an entrepreneur
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But before anything else – I am someone who once lost all color in life.
Someone who searched the darkness long enough to begin seeing light again.
My work is born from a deep desire of understanding, of connecting, from fragments of memory and meaning,
and from the radical belief that even broken things can become whole –
not despite their cracks, but because of them.
The Thinker
The Storyteller
The Builder
BELL ROSE
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