Hellige
Artist Penelope O’Gara
Vintage fabrics, lace, wool & jewellery
48cm H x 15cm W
Hellige was once just another pretty little rich girl moulded into the finest marriage material, a grand investment by her father given in matrimony to the notorious Duc de Rais. Behind locked & sound-proofed doors, he indulged in every vice that had earned his reputation before falling into sated slumber while the young Duchesse sobbed her way through what remained of her wedding night, praying fervently to the Goddess for salvation - else she was determined to fling herself from the highest turret. Rather meet her doom upon the jagged rocks than endure a lifetime of such humiliation. Imagine, if you will, the newly-weds' reaction upon waking to find that Hellige had overnight grown a magnificent rose-hued beard! Her marriage annulled, her freedom was assured & is still relished by our vision of hirsute loveliness.
Artist Penelope O’Gara
Vintage fabrics, lace, wool & jewellery
48cm H x 15cm W
Hellige was once just another pretty little rich girl moulded into the finest marriage material, a grand investment by her father given in matrimony to the notorious Duc de Rais. Behind locked & sound-proofed doors, he indulged in every vice that had earned his reputation before falling into sated slumber while the young Duchesse sobbed her way through what remained of her wedding night, praying fervently to the Goddess for salvation - else she was determined to fling herself from the highest turret. Rather meet her doom upon the jagged rocks than endure a lifetime of such humiliation. Imagine, if you will, the newly-weds' reaction upon waking to find that Hellige had overnight grown a magnificent rose-hued beard! Her marriage annulled, her freedom was assured & is still relished by our vision of hirsute loveliness.
Artist Penelope O’Gara
Vintage fabrics, lace, wool & jewellery
48cm H x 15cm W
Hellige was once just another pretty little rich girl moulded into the finest marriage material, a grand investment by her father given in matrimony to the notorious Duc de Rais. Behind locked & sound-proofed doors, he indulged in every vice that had earned his reputation before falling into sated slumber while the young Duchesse sobbed her way through what remained of her wedding night, praying fervently to the Goddess for salvation - else she was determined to fling herself from the highest turret. Rather meet her doom upon the jagged rocks than endure a lifetime of such humiliation. Imagine, if you will, the newly-weds' reaction upon waking to find that Hellige had overnight grown a magnificent rose-hued beard! Her marriage annulled, her freedom was assured & is still relished by our vision of hirsute loveliness.
