Vive la Vivienne!
Some AI sketches for the Late Great Dame.
A long time ago I had a dream where I sat behind Elizabeth the First, among a college of priestesses (sort of arranged like a choir behind the preacher)—so I couldn’t exactly see her. Later on in the dream, a friend who appeared as a high ranking gentleman, guided me through a crowded hotel lobby to meet her. She sat in a frosted phone booth, a kindly luminous Vivienne Westwood, her head aflame in short red curls…
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