A study in stone, shadow, and guardianship
Not every piece belongs to a collection. Some are born alone — singular forms shaped by accident, instinct, or moment.
These works do not repeat. They carry their own silence, their own mythology.
Fragments of a House that reveals itself only in passing.
Welcome to the Vault: the room of one-offs, artefacts, and unshared lineage.
Each gargoyle carries its own stillness, its own presence, its own history carved in shadow. Together they form a vigil—quiet, unbroken, watching the house from the places where light fades.
The collection continues to grow. More figures wait in the wings.