Dead Gods Gallery
the artist
MYTHIC POP. SACRED CONFRONTATION.
To the rebels, the seers, the prophets:
this work is your inheritance.
You stand in the lineage of the Dead Gods,
and if you feel the call — you already belong.
- IRIX 33
IRIX33
IRIX does not paint portraits.
She forges altars.
Dead Gods Gallery is her Cathedral: a rebellion against the machine that devours prophets and sells their bones as spectacle. Her icons are not nostalgic, rather they are indictments.
Wounds become scripture. Beauty becomes weapon.
Every piece fuses the fallen idol with the eternal archetype, tearing away the glamour to reveal the sacred cost beneath.
Marilyn’s gaze becomes a serpent’s curse.
Tupac’s torch burns with Promethean fire.
Visually, the work wields the grandeur of Baroque architecture and the chiaroscuro of sacred painting. Shadows and light cut like scripture, recast in the saturated palette of pop.
The result?
Confrontation disguised as beauty: an inheritance of the old masters, sharpened for a culture of spectacle.
IRIX works in venom and revelation.
Venom against the culture that sacrifices its seers, and revelation for those who still hunger for the sacred.
To stand before her work is to be judged, initiated, and chosen.
To carry one is to betray the world that betrayed them.