Masks, ink & dark fantasy — handcrafted in Latvia
About the Artist
Pink hair, black gloves, tattoo machine in hand — that's most days. I tattoo for a living in a small studio in Latvia, walls covered in my own dark artwork. It's precise, focused work. I like it that way.
Then the gloves come off and everything else begins. I cast cat skull masks from resin — hand-polished, painted with alcohol inks that bloom in ways I can't fully control. Each one takes about fourteen workdays. I stitch costumes, sculpt silicone prosthetics, build foam armor piece by piece. When something doesn't exist yet, I make it.
The camera comes out when a character needs a world. I style the wardrobe, do the makeup, scout the location — a crumbling manor, a Latvian lake at dusk, a rooftop over Riga. Photography, direction, and every strange detail in the frame: that's me too.
Nothing here is mass-produced. Nothing is repeated. Every piece is built from scratch in Latvia, and when it's done, it's the only one that will ever exist.
Portfolio
Each work is unique — created from start to finish in Latvia.
mask & costume
Arms raised beneath the glass geometry of the National Library, three hand-forged stars held high — Latvia's freedom icon reborn in turquoise silk and split-face resin. One half serene goddess, the other bare golden skull. Everything sewn, cast, and painted by hand.
photography & costume
A pink gown with red lace bodice trailing across Alaskan volcanic rock at blue hour — sword raised, blood streaking her face, a bear skull in each hand. Snowy peaks and dark water behind her. Makeup, wardrobe, and creative direction by Mad Meow; the mountain did the rest.
photography
A burgundy corset, sheer lace sleeves, pearl choker with a gold cross — candlelight catching the only warmth left in a crumbling manor. Full dark-fantasy editorial: wardrobe sourced and styled, location scouted, every detail from the smoky eyes to the silver candelabra placed with intent.
mask
Cat skull mask in dark resin, worn with purple braids, leather harness, and fishnets among industrial pallets and rolling smoke. Part feline, part machine — the kind of thing that watches you from the end of a warehouse corridor and doesn't blink.
photography
Black lace against ancient moss, bare feet on volcanic rock — a body surrendered to the Icelandic lava fields. Shot on location among boulders older than language, where everything green is slow and everything sharp is basalt.
costume
Full samurai armor on a Riga rooftop at golden hour — red lacquered shoulders, metallic chest plate, katana drawn against the city skyline. The first costume build: every plate hand-cut from EVA foam, detail pieces 3D-printed and chrome-finished to look like they carry centuries of weight.
photography & props
A handmade tail catching Baltic light in the shallows — iridescent fabric dissolving into seafoam around tattooed skin and seashells. Second in the mermaid series, shot where the waves come in cold and leave colder.
photography
A figure draped in deep violet, seen only from behind, wading into a Latvian lake under a sky drained of all color. The fabric clings and trails. The treeline holds its breath. She doesn't turn around.
photography
Electric blue braids, platform boots, O-ring harness, and a stare locked straight through the lens from the concrete. Crouched low, chains pooling, blue gloves against black mesh — a styled editorial that lives somewhere between rave pit and ritual ground.
prosthetic
A silicone chin piece peeled back like a second skin, revealing a hand-painted black-and-white hypnotic spiral underneath. Pink hair, sharp liner, striped shirt to match — the whole frame built around one optical trick that makes you look twice.
sfx makeup
An entire winter landscape painted across a closed eye and down the cheek — snow-dusted pines, a lone deer, a dusk-blue sky with falling white flecks. Handmade antlers wound with pale roses and pearls sit above prosthetic elf ears. The face becomes the forest.
tattoo
A Warhammer 40K forearm piece in black and grey — cracked skull crowned by the Imperial Aquila, mechanical gears and pistons fused into bone below. The kind of tattoo that makes the arm it sits on feel heavier.
tattoo
Ancient Latvian sun-tree symbols flowing across the inner forearm in a gradient from deep red through amber into forest green — crosses, branches, and spirals that predate written language, inked fresh and still glistening. Folk magic made permanent.
mask
Blood-streaked rabbit skull mask with long ears, worn with white lace, pink platforms, and a fistful of garden carrots among bare winter trees. The kind of Easter that gets you uninvited from the family gathering. Horror and humor in one frame — the mask is resin, the unease is free.
sfx makeup & photography
Two bodies tangled in black latex and web-like prosthetics, shot from above on a rain-slicked surface — red jewels clustered across the chest like spider eyes, pale skin streaked with dark veins. Makeup and creative direction by MadMeow, shot with @dragonflycaptures.
sfx makeup
A full-body ocean transformation — blue-white scales painted up the neck and across the face, a pink coral growth blooming from the cheek, red octopus-tentacle hands holding a shell like an offering. Half-human, half-deep-sea-thing. The kind of creature that surfaces once and is never seen again.
photography
A couple framed by lit candles in a crumbling chapel — he in burgundy velvet and wolf fur, she in dark lace and corset, their hands meeting between the flames. The same Dracula universe as the Bride, but this time it takes two. Photography, styling, and creative direction by MadMeow.
sfx makeup
A face split open from forehead to chin, rows of teeth erupting from the wound — gore, gums, and glistening fangs where a face used to be. Early SFX work from 2015 that still makes people scroll back. Prosthetics sculpted, painted, and applied by hand.