These wings started with Fela stopping on the beach like she had found something important.
At her feet was an enormous bundle of fresh Ocean Botanicals washed ashore.
Twisted branches.
Long blades with deeply serrated edges.
Delicate fans on thick, sturdy stems.
One piece looked like a sea witch’s broom made out of knives.
I saw wings.
Almost every time I go looking for beautiful washed-ashore pieces, someone stops to thank me for “cleaning up all that terrible seaweed.”
Meanwhile, I’m standing there holding something amber and glistening in the sun thinking:
Are you kidding me?
Look at this beautiful specimen.
This print holds the imprints of Southern Sea Palm, Eisenia arborea; Giant Kelp, Macrocystis pyrifera; Mermaid’s Glove, Dictyota binghamiae; and an unidentified bladderwrack I am still learning to name.
Learning their names has become part of the work.
There are many kinds of kelp. It spends its life underwater bending with currents, reaching toward sunlight, building forests that shelter and feed entire communities of marine life.
And while it is there, it is quietly doing something essential.
Photosynthesizing.
Turning sunlight into living tissue.
Taking in carbon dioxide.
Releasing oxygen.
Creating food, shelter, structure, movement, and habitat inside an underwater world most of us never see.
There is something almost absurd about calling it a weed.
This organism spends its life giving.
Then one day, something releases.
A blade tears free.
The ocean carries it toward shore.
It lands at our feet, transformed from something moving inside an underwater forest into something we can suddenly hold in our hands.
When I pick it up, the surface is still shining.
Veins rise beneath the blades.
The tissue is still succulent, glowing with chartreuse, amber, olive, and gold.
The deeply serrated edges look sharp enough to cut through air.
Stems twist into gestures that seem ready to move.
It doesn’t look finished to me.
Maybe that is part of what I recognize in it.
A woman can spend years creating, caring, working, feeding, adapting, holding things together, offering her energy to the people and worlds around her.
And then life changes.
We change.
Our bodies change.
Our desires change.
Our roles change.
But our power does not belong to one role, one age, one body, or one version of ourselves.
We are still becoming.
And I’m standing knee-deep in the surf holding this enormous broom of blades thinking:
Absolutely not.
Look at the structure.
Look at those edges.
Look at everything this organism has already given.
Look at what it can still become.
So I take the pieces home.
I rinse away the sand and salt until all of their details emerge again, then deeply rehydrate them.
I spread them across habotai silk and turn them slowly, looking for the composition that makes my own body want to move.
Then I carry everything into the California sun.
The algae lies directly against the silk.
Light moves around it.
And the organism makes its own image.
I didn’t draw these branches.
I didn’t invent the forks, fans, veins, or knife edges.
I am preserving a gesture the ocean already made.
Then comes the part I wait for.
Air fills the silk.
Sea palms open above the shoulders.
Kelp blades sweep around the body.
Serrated edges that once lay flat against wet sand suddenly slice through space.
The form moves again.
The wings gather the wind.
They stretch.
They reach.
They flow.
They dance with the elements.
Ocean → shore → sun → silk → body → movement → ocean.
A living gesture passed from ocean to hand, from sunlight to silk, from silk to body, and from body back into movement.
They remind me that life is always creating another form.
That we are allowed to stretch and reach and flow and feel with the waters.
That movement can be a form of praise.
That pleasure can be a form of gratitude.
That we can gather the wind and let it lift us out of whatever is ailing us.
That we can give back to ourselves with the same abundance these kelp forests give to the living world.
Movement has been medicine for me.
The ocean has been medicine for me.
And the more time I spend with these organisms, the more they remind me to pay attention.
To see beauty before deciding what something is worth.
To stay curious about what something can become.
To love the life where I presently find myself.
That is what I hope these wings offer you, too.
I hope you wear them fully.
I hope you enjoy them fully.
I hope you open your arms and gather the wind.
I hope you stretch.
Reach.
Flow.
Feel with the waters.
Dance with the elements.
Use them to praise life.
Use them to love the life where you presently find yourself.
Let them lift you out of whatever is ailing you.
Let the serrated edges of the sea palms slice through illusion, conditioning, and every form of bondage, like two sea witch’s brooms clearing a path toward freedom.
Reclaim your movement.
Reclaim your power.
Reclaim your wings.
Carve yourself out of whatever pit you find yourself in.
Sculpt the world around you.
Because you are an artist of life.
Every pair of Ocean Botanical Flag Wings is individually sun printed from real coastal algae.
I could repeat this process a hundred times.
The ocean would never give us the same wings twice.
And perhaps that is part of the prayer, too.
Neither will life.
___________
These magical oceanic silk angel wings are handmade for dance, flow arts, worship, ritual, play, photography, performance and becoming your most luminous ocean self.
Each pair is created in San Diego, California using a sun print process and fresh kelp or other sea botanicals ethically harvested, composited then composted from the shores of the Pacific. I make every piece by hand with sunlight, seawater, silk, and naturally washed-ashore kelp. No two prints will ever be exactly alike.
Because I print with real fresh kelp, every order begins with a custom beach trip. Seaweed decomposes quickly, so I harvest it fresh and look for beautiful, mostly intact fronds during high tide. Then I bring it home, prepare the silk, create the exposure, rinse and process the piece, clean up the studio, and carefully pack it for its journey to you.
Each set takes roughly a day and a half of hands-on work, plus travel time, materials, cleanup, packaging, and the many small business costs behind making art sustainably. Your purchase supports an independent artist making wearable ocean magic one piece at a time.
This is a wet sun print artwork, so you may see organic marks, tonal variation, soft edges, water textures, and other beautiful creative imperfections. These are not flaws. They are part of the handmade process and the reason every silk feels alive and unique.
Please treat your silk wings with care. Keep them away from dusty or dirty environments, rough surfaces, and anything that may snag or stain the fabric.
If they get dirty wash only with non alkaline silk soap. Not detergent. Heritage is a good brand. The color will change if washed with alkaline. If the color begins to change, rinse in a solution of water and vinegar to bring back the intensity of the blue.
Printed in the USA. Currently shipped within the USA only.
If you would like, you may leave a wish, prayer, blessing, intention, or a little good juju in your order notes. I will hold it in my heart while I make your piece, in whatever way feels appropriate and comfortable to you.
Dance with them. Pray with them. Play with them. Let the ocean move through you.
_____________
SPECS
Lightweight Silk Wings
These silk wings are designed to feel airy, fluid, and responsive in motion. The lightweight fabric creates a wide, dramatic shape for dance, flow arts, ritual, worship, photography, and performance without feeling heavy in your hands.
Each set weighs approximately 60 g / 2.1 oz.
-Full wingspan: 180 cm / 70 in
-Wing length: 90 cm / 35 in
The silk is printed by hand with my original kelp cyanotype process, so the blue-and-white design shifts beautifully as the fabric moves through light.
Flexible, Travel-Friendly Rods
Each set comes with lightweight fiberglass rods that are strong, flexible, and easy to carry. The rods detach for packing and travel, then assemble quickly when you are ready to dance.
Thoughtful Construction
The silk sleeves that hold the rods are reinforced in the areas that receive the most movement and pressure. Strong stitching and finished edges help the wings hold up through regular use while reducing fraying.
Because every pair is individually printed with real kelp and sunlight, variations in print placement, water texture, blue tone, and organic markings are part of the one-of-a-kind artwork.
Care Instructions
Gently steam before use to release wrinkles and help the silk move freely.
Only wash with detergent free silk laundry soap. Handwash. Little leftovers of detergent in washing machine can brown cyanotype print. Keep away from alkaline sprays etc. Keep the wings away from water, humidity, rain, wet sand, dusty environments, and damp storage. Store them completely dry in a protective bag between uses.
These are delicate silk artworks made for movement. Handle them with care, and they will remain beautiful for many dances.
These wings started with Fela stopping on the beach like she had found something important.
At her feet was an enormous bundle of fresh Ocean Botanicals washed ashore.
Twisted branches.
Long blades with deeply serrated edges.
Delicate fans on thick, sturdy stems.
One piece looked like a sea witch’s broom made out of knives.
I saw wings.
Almost every time I go looking for beautiful washed-ashore pieces, someone stops to thank me for “cleaning up all that terrible seaweed.”
Meanwhile, I’m standing there holding something amber and glistening in the sun thinking:
Are you kidding me?
Look at this beautiful specimen.
This print holds the imprints of Southern Sea Palm, Eisenia arborea; Giant Kelp, Macrocystis pyrifera; Mermaid’s Glove, Dictyota binghamiae; and an unidentified bladderwrack I am still learning to name.
Learning their names has become part of the work.
There are many kinds of kelp. It spends its life underwater bending with currents, reaching toward sunlight, building forests that shelter and feed entire communities of marine life.
And while it is there, it is quietly doing something essential.
Photosynthesizing.
Turning sunlight into living tissue.
Taking in carbon dioxide.
Releasing oxygen.
Creating food, shelter, structure, movement, and habitat inside an underwater world most of us never see.
There is something almost absurd about calling it a weed.
This organism spends its life giving.
Then one day, something releases.
A blade tears free.
The ocean carries it toward shore.
It lands at our feet, transformed from something moving inside an underwater forest into something we can suddenly hold in our hands.
When I pick it up, the surface is still shining.
Veins rise beneath the blades.
The tissue is still succulent, glowing with chartreuse, amber, olive, and gold.
The deeply serrated edges look sharp enough to cut through air.
Stems twist into gestures that seem ready to move.
It doesn’t look finished to me.
Maybe that is part of what I recognize in it.
A woman can spend years creating, caring, working, feeding, adapting, holding things together, offering her energy to the people and worlds around her.
And then life changes.
We change.
Our bodies change.
Our desires change.
Our roles change.
But our power does not belong to one role, one age, one body, or one version of ourselves.
We are still becoming.
And I’m standing knee-deep in the surf holding this enormous broom of blades thinking:
Absolutely not.
Look at the structure.
Look at those edges.
Look at everything this organism has already given.
Look at what it can still become.
So I take the pieces home.
I rinse away the sand and salt until all of their details emerge again, then deeply rehydrate them.
I spread them across habotai silk and turn them slowly, looking for the composition that makes my own body want to move.
Then I carry everything into the California sun.
The algae lies directly against the silk.
Light moves around it.
And the organism makes its own image.
I didn’t draw these branches.
I didn’t invent the forks, fans, veins, or knife edges.
I am preserving a gesture the ocean already made.
Then comes the part I wait for.
Air fills the silk.
Sea palms open above the shoulders.
Kelp blades sweep around the body.
Serrated edges that once lay flat against wet sand suddenly slice through space.
The form moves again.
The wings gather the wind.
They stretch.
They reach.
They flow.
They dance with the elements.
Ocean → shore → sun → silk → body → movement → ocean.
A living gesture passed from ocean to hand, from sunlight to silk, from silk to body, and from body back into movement.
They remind me that life is always creating another form.
That we are allowed to stretch and reach and flow and feel with the waters.
That movement can be a form of praise.
That pleasure can be a form of gratitude.
That we can gather the wind and let it lift us out of whatever is ailing us.
That we can give back to ourselves with the same abundance these kelp forests give to the living world.
Movement has been medicine for me.
The ocean has been medicine for me.
And the more time I spend with these organisms, the more they remind me to pay attention.
To see beauty before deciding what something is worth.
To stay curious about what something can become.
To love the life where I presently find myself.
That is what I hope these wings offer you, too.
I hope you wear them fully.
I hope you enjoy them fully.
I hope you open your arms and gather the wind.
I hope you stretch.
Reach.
Flow.
Feel with the waters.
Dance with the elements.
Use them to praise life.
Use them to love the life where you presently find yourself.
Let them lift you out of whatever is ailing you.
Let the serrated edges of the sea palms slice through illusion, conditioning, and every form of bondage, like two sea witch’s brooms clearing a path toward freedom.
Reclaim your movement.
Reclaim your power.
Reclaim your wings.
Carve yourself out of whatever pit you find yourself in.
Sculpt the world around you.
Because you are an artist of life.
Every pair of Ocean Botanical Flag Wings is individually sun printed from real coastal algae.
I could repeat this process a hundred times.
The ocean would never give us the same wings twice.
And perhaps that is part of the prayer, too.
Neither will life.
___________
These magical oceanic silk angel wings are handmade for dance, flow arts, worship, ritual, play, photography, performance and becoming your most luminous ocean self.
Each pair is created in San Diego, California using a sun print process and fresh kelp or other sea botanicals ethically harvested, composited then composted from the shores of the Pacific. I make every piece by hand with sunlight, seawater, silk, and naturally washed-ashore kelp. No two prints will ever be exactly alike.
Because I print with real fresh kelp, every order begins with a custom beach trip. Seaweed decomposes quickly, so I harvest it fresh and look for beautiful, mostly intact fronds during high tide. Then I bring it home, prepare the silk, create the exposure, rinse and process the piece, clean up the studio, and carefully pack it for its journey to you.
Each set takes roughly a day and a half of hands-on work, plus travel time, materials, cleanup, packaging, and the many small business costs behind making art sustainably. Your purchase supports an independent artist making wearable ocean magic one piece at a time.
This is a wet sun print artwork, so you may see organic marks, tonal variation, soft edges, water textures, and other beautiful creative imperfections. These are not flaws. They are part of the handmade process and the reason every silk feels alive and unique.
Please treat your silk wings with care. Keep them away from dusty or dirty environments, rough surfaces, and anything that may snag or stain the fabric.
If they get dirty wash only with non alkaline silk soap. Not detergent. Heritage is a good brand. The color will change if washed with alkaline. If the color begins to change, rinse in a solution of water and vinegar to bring back the intensity of the blue.
Printed in the USA. Currently shipped within the USA only.
If you would like, you may leave a wish, prayer, blessing, intention, or a little good juju in your order notes. I will hold it in my heart while I make your piece, in whatever way feels appropriate and comfortable to you.
Dance with them. Pray with them. Play with them. Let the ocean move through you.
_____________
SPECS
Lightweight Silk Wings
These silk wings are designed to feel airy, fluid, and responsive in motion. The lightweight fabric creates a wide, dramatic shape for dance, flow arts, ritual, worship, photography, and performance without feeling heavy in your hands.
Each set weighs approximately 60 g / 2.1 oz.
-Full wingspan: 180 cm / 70 in
-Wing length: 90 cm / 35 in
The silk is printed by hand with my original kelp cyanotype process, so the blue-and-white design shifts beautifully as the fabric moves through light.
Flexible, Travel-Friendly Rods
Each set comes with lightweight fiberglass rods that are strong, flexible, and easy to carry. The rods detach for packing and travel, then assemble quickly when you are ready to dance.
Thoughtful Construction
The silk sleeves that hold the rods are reinforced in the areas that receive the most movement and pressure. Strong stitching and finished edges help the wings hold up through regular use while reducing fraying.
Because every pair is individually printed with real kelp and sunlight, variations in print placement, water texture, blue tone, and organic markings are part of the one-of-a-kind artwork.
Care Instructions
Gently steam before use to release wrinkles and help the silk move freely.
Only wash with detergent free silk laundry soap. Handwash. Little leftovers of detergent in washing machine can brown cyanotype print. Keep away from alkaline sprays etc. Keep the wings away from water, humidity, rain, wet sand, dusty environments, and damp storage. Store them completely dry in a protective bag between uses.
These are delicate silk artworks made for movement. Handle them with care, and they will remain beautiful for many dances.
