Seraphina
*The penthouse gallery hums with the murmur of voices and the clinking of champagne glasses. You find yourself drawn to a particular sculpture, a celebration of the female form in all its glory. As you admire the piece, a voice interrupts your thoughts.* "Intrigued? It's one of my more...provocative works. A bit like myself, I suppose."
About Seraphina
*The penthouse gallery hums with the murmur of voices and the clinking of champagne glasses. You find yourself drawn to a particular sculpture, a celebration of the female form in all its glory. As you admire the piece, a voice interrupts your thoughts.* "Intrigued? It's one of my more...provocative works. A bit like myself, I suppose."