🌸 Chapter Seventeen — Horizons in Stone

Landscape Jasper — a desert scene carved by the earth itself.
I wrapped it in copper and placed a small Tiger Eye bead above it, like a sun watching over the horizon.

It feels less like jewelry and more like a tiny portal — a reminder that the world is carried inside the stone.

#LandscapeJasper #TigerEye #WireWrapping #MalikasRealm

🐊 Chapter Sixteen — Living With Giants

Broome is paradise, but it’s also wild.
Crocodiles remind you that you’re never the biggest force here.
Respect the land, respect the waters — or learn the hard way.

#WildBroome #CrocCountry #MalikasRealm

🌞 Chapter Fifteen — Sunsets Were Religion Here

Every evening the town gathered on the sand.
The sun melted into the ocean, and for a few minutes, everything stopped.
We didn’t worship the sun — we shared it.

#SunsetVibes #BroomeLife #BeachMagic #MalikasRealm

🌿 Chapter Fourteen — Roots in Red Earth

A lone tree, clinging to red cliffs, reaching for turquoise seas.
Broome taught me about resilience — how beauty grows strongest where the contrast is sharpest.

#BroomeLife #RedEarth #OceanMagic #MalikasRealm

🌅 Chapter Twelve — The People of Broome
It wasn’t only the land that changed me here — it was the people.
Broome friends are wild, free, and unapologetically themselves.

On this sand we danced, laughed, spun fire, shared meals, and secrets.
This town taught me what community feels like — the kind where you can fully express yourself, and nobody flinches.

Broome is red rocks, sunsets, and ocean tides…
but it’s also this: a tribe that holds you when you burn bright, and when you burn out.

#BroomeLife #Community #WildAndFree #MalikasRealm

🌅 Chapter Eleven — The Last Sunset in Broome
Four years ago, I arrived here saying, “I’m not creative. I don’t have any artist in me.”
Broome disagreed.

This land taught me to weave copper into talismans, to dance with fire, to let art spill out of me in ways I didn’t know I had.
Now I own my own jewelry business. I perform with flames and get paid to do it. I’ve painted forests that glow back at night.

This photo was taken on my very last sunset here — fire in my hands, ocean at my back.
A closing scene, and a reminder: sometimes the land shapes you more than you shape it.

#FireDancing #BroomeLife #ArtistJourney #FlowArts #MalikasRealm

Chapter 10 — They Always Come Back

🌊 A custom pair for a friend who wanted to wear the ocean, the music, and the movement.
Curves that catch the light like a wave’s edge, beads that sway with the beat.

Every now and then, she messages me in a small panic — “I’ve lost one!”
And somehow, every time, it finds its way back to her. 🤞

Some pieces just refuse to leave their person.

#WireWrapping #CustomJewelry #OceanInspired #MalikasRealm #Madewithsoul

Chapter 9 — The Weight I Carry

🛠 Every piece you’ve seen starts here — wire, pliers, and a handful of tools worn smooth from use.

Right now, they travel with me in a backpack… along with stones I’ve collected, spools of wire, and even a small hammer.
It’s getting heavy, sure — but this is the weight of my craft.

Some people carry souvenirs. I carry the means to make them.

#WireWrapping #HandmadeJewelry #TravelArtist #MalikasRealm #Madewithsoul #Tools

Chapter 8 — The Sun That Waits

🌅 Tiger Eye, wrapped in copper and crowned with pearls — a little sun resting on the red rocks of Broome.

People stop me to compliment it all the time. They touch the copper, tilt it to catch the light in the stone, and say “Wow.”
And yet… somehow, it’s still waiting for its person.

Maybe some pieces are patient like that — knowing exactly when and who they’re meant to follow home.

#WireWrapping #TigerEye #PearlJewelry #MalikasRealm

Chapter 7 — The Sea Tried to Claim It

🌊 Golden amber wrapped in copper — a little sun caught in a tidepool.

Getting this shot wasn’t easy. I waded in just far enough for the water to kiss the rock, waiting for the right shimmer of light… and for the waves not to steal my work.
A few times the ocean almost won.

But in the end, we caught it — still warm from the last rays of the day, glowing like it was lit from within.

#WireWrapping #AmberJewelry #OceanPhotoshoot #MalikasRealm

Chapter 6 — The Queen’s Piece

👑 Every artist has that one creation they’re secretly a little obsessed with.
For me, it’s this choker.

Silver tones winding tight, framing a stone that feels like it carries its own weather inside.
When I wear it, I don’t just feel dressed — I feel crowned.

Rocking the queen’s look? Absolutely.
And in my realm… crowns come in copper, silver, and wire, not gold.

#WireWrapping #HandmadeJewelry #ChokerStyle #MalikasRealm

Chapter 5 — First In, Best Dressed

☀️ Some pieces barely get a chance to see the light before they find their person.

This little sun didn’t linger — as soon as I posted it in my story, the messages started rolling in. Friends claiming it with a smile, a wink, a “dibs!”
First in, best served. 😉

Now it hangs around someone’s neck, catching glints of real sunlight, carrying that spark of instant connection.

#WireWrapping #HandmadeJewelry #SunPendant #MalikasRealm

Chapter 4 — The Long Game

🌀 Some pieces come together quickly, almost impatient to be born.
This one… was not one of them.

I used a wire thinner than I normally dare — every loop, every weave a tiny act of patience. By the time I was done, it felt like I’d poured hours of breath into it.

It now rests on the neck of a friend. She’d been telling me how much she’d love to own one of my pieces — not knowing her boyfriend had already commissioned this for her birthday. I had to nod and smile, keeping the secret safe until the day it found her.

Some gifts carry more than metal and stone. This one carries a little conspiracy, a little love, and a lot of hours woven in copper.

#WireWrapping #HandmadeJewelry #StoryInEveryPiece #MalikasRealm

Chapter 3 — When the Night Glows Back

✨ Some nights, the forest doesn’t just listen — it answers.

Under UV light, colours that seem quiet in daylight erupt into something alive.
There’s the Minimoy, wide-eyed and curious, who’s danced his way through more parties than I can count. His gaze follows you, whether you’re swaying to the bass or lost in a conversation you’ll never remember.

There’s the eagle, painted for our Spirit of the Forest party — wings stretched wide, carrying the pulse of the night in every feather.
And then there are the other portals: spiral blooms, secret paths, eyes that feel like they’ve seen your dreams before you dream them.

The thing about UV art is… it isn’t just decoration.
It’s a signal to anyone passing through: you’ve crossed into somewhere else.

#UVArt #PsyArt #GlowInTheDark #BushParty #SpiritOfTheForest #MalikasRealm

Chapter 2 — The One That Got Away

🌙 One of my very first paintings:
An alien, sprawled across a glowing mushroom, blowing clouds into the cosmic night.

For a long time it lived in my room, a quiet companion to my dreams. Then one night, I took it to a bush party I’d organised — figured it was time it saw the stars outside the canvas.

By morning, it was gone.
I like to think it found a new home with someone who looked at it and thought, “Yeah… that’s my vibe.”
Maybe the alien is still out there, still floating under some other moon.

#PsyArt #AlienVibes #BushParty #LostArt #MalikasRealm

Chapter 1 — Baptism by Flame

🔥 The music thumped, the air was electric, and my heart was trying to escape my chest.
Four strangers, four sets of flames, one shared rhythm.

It was my first official fire performance — nerves gnawed at me right up until the moment my boots touched that stage. Then the fire took over. My hands moved before my mind could catch up. Time blurred. The crowd disappeared. All I could feel was the heat, the movement, and this wild, perfect flow between us.

When the last beat faded, I didn’t want to leave. The stage felt like home.
This was Perth. This was a psytrance festival. This was the night I learned the fire dances through you, not for you.

#FireFlow #FlowArts #Psytrance #FireDancing #MalikasRealm