first quarter recap 🩶
an order to womanfest, speak life and to plant & nurture them seeds correct!
grateful to last years shedding, may we shred this season 🤲🏽
website otw 🧈
loggin in to lyk butterOS 1 is in the making. we’re bringing tumblr back brick by brick. Generational Diva style. it’s all gonna make sense sooner than you think 🩶
link in bio if u can guess the pw xo
A big thank you to everyone who showed up for Love Letters, supported the artists, and believed in what Lotus stands for. It means more than you know, we can’t wait to keep growing with you and making room for those who need it.
Special special thanks to @ouibutterup who produced this event with me + photographed the artists, as well as Murata at FINESSE for hosting us in her store. And a final thanks to our beautiful artists who gave us a very special insight into their minds.
So many cuties I had to fill up the entire carousel x 2
(ﾉ◠‿◠)ﾉ*:·ﾟ✧
Khushi x
📸 @evanplim@ouibutterup
Select works exhibited at FINESSE on 19/02/2026
Love Letters began as written offerings. Each artist composing a love letter to herself, to her practice or to something sacred within her world. These letters were then translated into self-directed portraits, photographed in places of sentiment.
These portraits document the Artist behind the work, in no two odds with herself or her purpose.
Photographed by Sarah Lay on Cinestill 400D and 800T. Developed by @halidesupply , printed by @thirdsfineartprinting 🪷
We’ll be giving away Zines to the first 30 guests at Lotus tomorrow evening <3
All possible with the help of the beautiful people at @printlogisticsau , our print partner who have brought to life these zines + stickers and more ☺️
Tomorrow’s the night — we can’t wait to see you!
Love Letters is an offering.
To self.
To lineage.
To becoming.
To collective memory.
These are the artists shaping this space with us — through image, text and object.
One night only.
Thursday 19 February.
RSVP via link in bio.
Photographs by @ouibutterup 🎲
i kept all the letters you sent, i kept everything, typed out the moments that churned me, practiced my timing my rhythm my cadence, handed you my pride j to see what you’d do. nice to muse you
axioms & theorems.
TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL
print scanned in disruption.
i wanna know so much. so much so i only see you in my dreams. it’s tender and surreal. i want to make it real but there’s a lot i can no longer overlook. i’m in my becoming. no longer wondering with the wind. i’m on my hands and knees, pulling focus on my north star. i’m knowing how this feels thru and thru.
