If you climb high enough into the Olympian clouds, you won't find a temple—you'll find a gift shop. But it does not sell cheap trinkets to passing mortals; instead, it offers divine keepsakes curated for the Gods themselves.

This sculpture collection subverts the kitsch of modern Greek tourism, reinterpreting ancient myths through a contemporary, playful lens.

The result is a highly personal, nuanced tribute to my fellow deities. By blending high myth with low-brow souvenirs, these works both celebrate and critique my own relationship with the gods of old.