Myra Fiori Art

Myra Fiori Art Creative

Yayoi Kusama1929–2026Rest in infinity, Yayoi. Your infinite worlds will keep multiplying long after you.  Thank you for ...
28/08/2026

Yayoi Kusama
1929–2026

Rest in infinity, Yayoi.

Your infinite worlds will keep multiplying long after you.

Thank you for turning your private struggle into a language the whole world came to speak in polka dots and mirrors. Making sense of your mind helped the rest of us make sense of ours.

From my series, A Decorated Woman — this portrait is collaged from bits and pieces of jewelry, hundreds of digital layers honoring accomplished, complex, persevering women who shattered myths, boundaries, and gender roles across wildly disparate backgrounds and eras.

DOLLY PARTON — Country LoveDolly used her fame and fortune to change the world. Everything she did was rooted in love, c...
26/08/2026

DOLLY PARTON — Country Love

Dolly used her fame and fortune to change the world. Everything she did was rooted in love, compassion, acceptance and generosity.

Be like Dolly!

From my series, A Decorated Woman, this portrait is collaged together from bits and pieces of jewelry.
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IDENTICAL TWINS is what we claimed to be but we looked nothing alike nor did we agree on much of anything. For fifty yea...
15/08/2026

IDENTICAL TWINS is what we claimed to be but we looked nothing alike nor did we agree on much of anything. For fifty years we lived separately as one unit of identical opposites. We believed in the Quantum Law of Polarity, that all existence is balanced by opposing forces.

GERTRUDE AND ALICE were our alter egos — she was Gertrude, I was Alice. Except it was the reverse: I was Gertrude, she was Alice. Nothing about us could just “be” — it had to be inverted first. That same logic — opposite logic, logically opposite — runs through the portraits I made of them/us, our two faces folded into theirs, her signatures dressing Alice, mine dressing Gertrude. She loved the Gertrude portrait and recoiled at the Alice one. For me, naturally, it ran the other way.

Now we stand on opposite ends of the universe, and somehow the closest we've ever been.

Rest in heavenly peace, my beautiful, talented identical opposite. You were a brilliant poet, and poetry itself in motion: here, then there, now everywhere. This time there's no reversal, no duplication, no polarity - just absolute, until we meet again in the hereafter.

Rachell Hall
1957 -2026

Alice and Gertrude are digitally collaged using bits and pieces of my jewelry collection.

WHO PROFITS WHEN YOU SALUTE?Real patriotism isn’t blind allegiance — it’s demanding better. It’s refusing to let your fl...
04/07/2026

WHO PROFITS WHEN YOU SALUTE?

Real patriotism isn’t blind allegiance — it’s demanding better. It’s refusing to let your flag be borrowed by those who trade lives for stock prices. This July 4th, declare your actual independence. From endless war. From manufactured fear. From the machine.

For decades, America has waged wars not for freedom — but for profit. The military industrial complex and the corporations behind it have quietly stolen the very independence we celebrate. Our sons and daughters sent to foreign lands. Our treasury emptied. Our moral authority spent.

Declare Your Independence!

16/06/2026

DOLLY PARTON - COUNTRY LOVE

Jolene is a plea — raw, generous, and without malice. Only someone like Dolly Parton could write it. Raised poor in the Smoky Mountains, she climbed to extraordinary fame yet never hardened. She opens her arms to the marginalized without condition. Her flamboyant exterior is a wink; underneath lives a woman of profound compassion. Dolly doesn’t compete, condemn, or exclude. Like the narrator of Jolene, she leads with vulnerability and love rather than anger. MERCY isn’t just something Dolly practices — it’s her native language.

11/06/2026

Sister Rosetta Tharpe bridged gospel, jazz, and blues before the genre had a name, toured with all-white bands, lived openly as q***r, and scored the first gospel single to cross Billboard charts. Female, Black, and unapologetically herself: the undisputed Mother of Rock & Roll.

06/06/2026

GRACE doesn’t check your record nor does it care how many times you’ve stumbled into the frame sideways. It has brought us here thus far, and grace will lead us on.

Mother Mary knows a thing or two about grace. Be like Mary.

02/06/2026

Anger is not the enemy — it’s the signal.

When injustice rises, so does the temperature. Like RBG robed in the buttons of equality and justice, we are called to feel the heat and question anyway.

ASK WHY…….for the FUTURE.

She wakes before the light fully arrives in Florence, the air still cool, her hands already knowing their duties before ...
30/04/2026

She wakes before the light fully arrives in Florence, the air still cool, her hands already knowing their duties before her mind catches up. Linen. Bread. Children. The quiet rhythm of a respectable life. Her husband is kind enough, successful enough. Stability, wrapped in silk and expectation.

And yet, there is a restlessness in her.
When she is asked to sit for Leonardo da Vinci, it is not framed as something extraordinary. A portrait. A gesture of status. .. But he sees too much.

We can imagine that the sittings stretch on. Longer than expected. Perhaps longer than proper.

He asks strange questions.
“What do you think happiness is?”
“What do you remember from childhood that you never speak of?”

No one has ever asked her these things. So her smile begins to change.

It is no longer just politeness. It becomes layered. Private. A quiet rebellion even. A secret she keeps even while being observed by the outside world.

Some say that smile is joy.
Some say it is sadness.

But perhaps it is something more dangerous:
a woman who knows there is more to her than the life she was given… and chooses to keep part of herself untouched, unclaimed.

When the painting is finished, she returns to her life. The same rooms. The same routines. The same name.

A woman’s story is always so much more than what she shows the world.

My question to you, what do you think the famous Monalisa smile was portraying ??

On the morning of my 70th birthday, only four years into declaring myself an artist, i walked down 5th Avenue in NYC and...
28/04/2026

On the morning of my 70th birthday, only four years into declaring myself an artist, i walked down 5th Avenue in NYC and looked into the window of the Louis Vuitton store. My heart leapt and I broke into tears of joy. There was my collaboration project celebrating the 200th birthday of Louis Vuitton. I am beyond blessed. Much better artists never have this opportunity yet they spend a lifetime in pursuit.

was invited by to be one of the global visionaries. Pablo Ganguli brought together photographer and me to help bring his vision to life. The piece imagines bodies of different shapes and ethnicities suspended in space, drifting and dancing beyond gravity. They move outward into the universe in sculptural form, symbolizing our shared human journey and the invisible threads that connect us all. The scene becomes a kind of galaxy of dreams, memories, and transformative experiences expanding human consciousness.

For my part, I created the artwork using fragments from my own personal jewelry collection. Hundreds of digital layers come together to form the piece, scattering sparkling stars across a pink sky and centering everything around my luminous blue planet that draws the floating bodies into orbit.

Life is magical!

Indirizzo

Florence

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