My inspiration comes from my dream, and the eerie beauty makes me remember this dream.

    Death is gorgeous, like the rose that blooms on the bone; death is hot, like Bloody Mary watering her own youth with maiden blood; Death is the pearl that the clam grinds out of its flesh, the fire that burns, the short parting. If death is endowed with aesthetic significance, it is not a denial of beauty, but a close approach to immortality.

    So my theme develops around the aesthetics of death.