Art, for me, is the embodiment of joy: bright jolts of color, fleeting memories, and dreams captured in tangible forms. It is my prescription for a restless, yearning spirit.
I come to it unconventionally, perhaps, and humbly with little formal background. An erstwhile musician, vocalist, seamstress, and doll maker, I now dabble in rainbows of woven bead jewelry and painted and carved gourds. I have nervous hands aching to give ephemeral things substance. I am an accidental artist and perpetual seeker stumbling towards that joyful light.