Margo goes to Hollywood

An imagined film. A real print. A woman on a mission.

They said she came from the sea — wind-bitten, salt-lipped, with ink-stained fingers and something unshakable in her gaze.

No name, just a face: bold, stylised, enigmatic. A woman cut from colour blocks and conviction. She arrived in the hills above Los Angeles with one goal: to be seen.

The Hollywood sign a beacon of illusion, invention, and reinvention never asked for permission. Neither did she.

Some say she walked from Margate to Malibu in her dreams. That the red sunglasses aren’t just a fashion choice but armour. That each print holds a spell, cast for those tired of waiting to be discovered and ready instead to self-produce.

These aren’t just portraits.
They’re portals.
Each one a woman mid-transformation. Each one a talisman.

For the directors of their own lives.
For the ones rewriting endings.
For the myth-makers and misfits.

The Hollywood print drop celebrates women who go after what they want. No agents, no scripts — just self-direction.

Own a piece of her story — and tell your own.
Margo in Margate’s limited edition prints now available at FAWW Gallery.
First come, first collected.