The Crystal Wrap Series

Your Body
noun /your body/
A living canvas where Swarovski crystals, paint, foil, and glitter converge to create breathtaking artistry, blending creativity and individuality.

Synonyms: personal masterpiece, walking artwork, body gallery, live sculpture.

Alternative Definitions:

A dynamic medium for self-expression, transformed by artistic vision and radiant materials.
The intersection of elegance and imagination, where design meets human form.
A bold declaration of individuality, adorned with brilliance and beauty.

Usage:

“Your body isn’t just yours—it’s an unparalleled masterpiece in the making.”
“Tesla Creative sees your body as the perfect medium for dazzling innovation.”
(Related Terms: body art, human canvas, wearable art)

The Crystal Wrap Series is NYC-based but shares its vision across the nation, showcasing body art at prestigious events in the country’s biggest cities. From rhinestones and Swarovski crystals to intricate paint designs, our work merges creativity with elegance, creating unforgettable experiences.

At Tesla Creative, we celebrate the art of self-expression through body art. Whether it’s shimmering rhinestones, bold airbrush designs, or avant-garde body paint, we craft captivating visual masterpieces.

I’ve always been drawn to art. From the time I could hold a crayon, I was sketching, exploring colors, and dreaming in vibrant tones. Manga, lowriders, exotic hues, graffiti, and wild style combinations fascinated me. Growing up in Sunset Park, Brooklyn, I was surrounded by the most beautiful, diverse mix of people—New York City was in my veins, and every street, every corner sparked creativity.

But my home life was a different story. I was raised in a small, strict household with my younger brother and my parents. It was a simple life. TV, reading and my brother – were my best friends. And it was just the four of us. Then, tragedy struck.

When I was a teenager, my brother, my best friend, was taken from me. That loss shattered everything. My family, once a tight-knit unit, was suddenly torn apart by grief, disbelief, and the kind of sadness that can silence a household for a lifetime. With no boundaries and no supervision, I was left to roam the streets of New York, finding comfort in the city’s chaos and good and bad lessons, in its dark corners.

But through it all, art remained my refuge. It was the only place where I could channel my pain, my anger, my confusion. I met Mark, my mentor, from ColorCru in the Bronx. Mark was an airbrush artist who had contracts with Dr. Jays stores all over the city and also had worked with big name artists. I spent my after-school hours just watching him work, escaping my grief, until one day, he offered me the chance to learn his craft in a real class setting in his studio.

The catch? I didn’t have the money to pay for it. But Mark, seeing something in me, told me to pay him later—if I ever got a job airbrushing. I made the trek from Brooklyn to the Bronx for months – an hour plus each way—just to learn, to grow, to become better. My passion for art only grew stronger.

I was determined to make it, and I needed to do something that would get me a chance. So, after school one day, I got on the opposite train and instead of going home, I headed to Coney Island. There, I walked every block, spoke to every storefront, every vendor. I was relentless. Weeks went by, and rejection became more obvious until, one day, a store called me. They wanted to give me a shot.

I worked harder than ever before, giving it all I had. Soon, I had secured several of my own vendors in the amusement park area. Not only did I airbrush, but I also began offering temporary tattoos, small body art, henna and a variety of custom painted apparel. But I didn’t stop there. I was always looking for the next big thing.

At just 17, I asked my parents for a small loan to open my first storefront. With my saved-up money and the small loan, I made it happen. That’s when I officially became a business owner. MTV even noticed my work. I felt like I was on top of the world—running my business, doing high-level art projects, and learning web design and coding.

But life has a way of testing you, and my parents, worn down by grief and frustrated with my rebellious ways, decided to move back to the country they had come from as kids. I was evicted from the store and my apartment and forced to fend for myself, finding a small room to survive. My art, which had once been my salvation, took a backseat. It wasn’t making money, and I couldn’t afford to keep painting.

But giving up was never an option for me.

I pivoted. I focused on graphic design and web development, walking miles daily with barely any food. Then, out of nowhere, the phone rang one day. And rang again another. Slowly, I built a commercial print business, growing it into a three storefront NYC staple – and sometime years later a nationwide enterprise. Again I felt on top of the world but this time, I had done it more consistently.

But my love for art never truly faded. Even as I expanded my business and explored new entrepreneurial ventures, I dabbled in chicano-style black & gray tattoos, canvas painting, textile fabrics, techniques and full-body art. Yet, life’s twists and turns pulled me away, and I found myself putting my passion on hold once again.

The pandemic hit.

During those long, uncertain months, I found time to reflect and work hard because while people had no jobs my business was booming. I refocused. I realized that the two things I loved most—art and technology—could intersect in ways I never imagined. My next entrepreneurial venture, which I won’t reveal just yet, has to do with space, energy, and science. But through it all, I’ve come back to my art.

It’s more than just a hobby now; it’s my path to something bigger. It’s my meditation, my release, and my vehicle for greatness.

I’ve got big things in the works: fashion week runway shows, growing a team, a dedicated social media management, extra funding for art marketing campaigns, the most beautiful models and maybe even a business name change, who knows! Tesla Creative is here to stay, and I’m ready to push my art into a new era. This isn’t just a comeback—this is the start of something legendary.

So, if you’ve made it this far, thank you for letting me share my story. Follow me on my social media accounts—you won’t be disappointed. The journey has just begun.

PS: If you catch me cruising my lowrider in time square or partying at a trendy nightclub in the city swing by and say hello!