Welcome to MOSH.LOVE

This is not just a brand. It’s a threshold.

Here, bones bloom. Fabric remembers. Beetles glimmer like tiny relics. Every piece you’ll find—whether worn, preserved, painted, or captured—is a fragment of something lost, seen again with reverence.

I created MOSH.LOVE as a sanctuary for the sacred overlooked.

Some people see a swamp and turn away. I see a cathedral.
Some see decay—I see devotion.
A discarded jacket, a dried fern, an old photograph—these are the things I rescue and reimagine.

I preserve insects like heirlooms, collect forgotten fabrics and give them new form, photograph the quiet ache of landscapes, and build headpieces from fallen petals, vintage blooms, and memories.

Mosh.Love is where I gather all of this:
the melancholic, the magical, the real.

Everything here is made or chosen by hand—slowly, honestly, with intention.
You’ll find museum-quality taxidermy, reworked vintage, fine art photography, and wearable altars for your head and home.

This is a world for the ones who feel too much.
Who love the strange. Who grieve beautifully.
Who find hope in moss, in bones, in stillness.

If that’s you—welcome. You belong here.