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This piece represents the journey a woman goes through learning to love her body and all that it’s been through. Loving every freckle and scar, every wrinkle and imperfection, and continuing to unapologetically be the unique woman she is! This is also a reminder that our bodies can go through really difficult things and come back stronger than ever before. Cancer took so much from my body. This piece helped me take back my power.
This was the final piece created in a house that was never a home— a space filled with echoes of uncertainty and longing. It represents a moment suspended in transition, a liminal space where clarity seemed unreachable, and the weight of the unknown pressed against my spirit. I was drawn to those hollow eyes—eyes that, paradoxically, held comfort, as though the unknown itself was whispering a promise: "You are meant for something more."
There was a release in surrendering to this moment, as I let my fingers and brush dance across the canvas. Smearing, swirling, and playing in the paint felt like returning to childhood—a time when creation was pure and instinctual. Yet within the fragmented strokes lay the chaos of emotion: fear, anticipation, and a yearning for something undefined. This piece became both an end and a beginning: the closure of my first official series on this healing journey and the quiet acceptance of what comes next.
In Plastic Expectations, the familiar innocence of childhood collides with a stark and uncomfortable reality. The piece examines societal pressures, gender roles, and the idealized standards thrust upon us from an early age. The chaotic, suffocating placement of Barbies and Kens—clashing with the pristine allure of Disney princesses—serves as a metaphor for the tangled web of perfection, conformity, and identity. Barbie's poised elegance juxtaposed with her distorted presentation questions the narrative of beauty and agency. The strategically positioned Kens, asserting their dominance in a sea of women, confront the viewer, evoking a visceral unease. The bold pink frame, with its ornate yet rigid borders, becomes a cage, reflecting societal constraints. This artwork invites reflection: How much of who we are has been molded by these plastic expectations? How do we break free from the frames we’ve been placed in?
Have you ever stared into the mirror and felt like a stranger to yourself? For a long time, I couldn’t recognize the woman reflected back at me. This self-portrait captures the messy, raw, and chaotic journey of rediscovering her—and, in turn, myself. Layered with vivid textures and unapologetic strokes, this piece mirrors the turbulence of processing trauma and the evolution of mental health. The swirling chaos of colors and forms might seem overwhelming at first, but within the disorder lies a stunning harmony. It’s a testament to the beauty found in imperfection, in growth, and in embracing the parts of ourselves we once rejected. She is anything but “normal”—but then again, what is normal? Beautiful Chaos invites you to see not just the struggle, but the strength, resilience, and vibrancy that emerge from it. She’s a reflection of healing, a beautiful mess, and a reminder that even in the midst of disorder, there’s extraordinary beauty to be found.
What does it mean to be rebuilt, to take fragments of what once was and create something entirely new? Reconstructed embodies this transformation. Inspired by my personal journey, during which surgeons used recycled materials from my own body to reconstruct my breasts through DIEP flap surgery, this piece is both a reflection of resilience and a testament to the beauty of renewal. The artwork itself is crafted from recycled t-shirts, each piece meticulously cut and layered, forming a tactile, mesmerizing composition that invites curiosity and contemplation. The circular form, emerging from a recycled canvas, symbolizes the cycles of destruction and creation, loss and recovery, and the intricate beauty that can arise from what was once discarded. This series, challenges viewers to see beyond the surface, to question the origin and purpose of what they see, and to reflect on their own journeys of reinvention and healing.
Foil Me No More is an exploration of transformation—of breaking through layers of expectation, discomfort, and self-doubt to uncover something raw and real. The textured surface, built from unexpected materials, mimics the complexity of personal growth. Metallic hues shift with the light, revealing hidden depths, just as our truths emerge when we allow ourselves to be vulnerable.
This piece is meant to challenge. It invites you to step closer, to question what you see and feel. The cracks, creases, and raised surfaces are not flaws but a testament to resilience, to the beauty found in imperfection. Just as the foil no longer confines this canvas, let it serve as a reminder to break free from what no longer serves you. Speak up, take space, and find power in your own voice.
Don’t Tell explores the weight of secrecy and the burden of carrying what was never yours to hold. There’s a moment of realization—when you know a truth that was never meant to be hidden, yet you’re asked to keep it locked away. But some secrets are not ours to protect, especially when they cause harm. This piece challenges the viewer to recognize that silence is not always virtue; sometimes, it’s a cage.
When someone reveals their true colors, believe them. You are not responsible for carrying the weight of another’s poor choices or protecting them from the consequences of their actions. Don’t Tell is a reminder that your voice matters, and your truth is yours to own. Let go of what was never yours to carry.
Why? is an open-ended dialogue, a space where uncertainty lingers and questions remain unanswered. It embodies the frustration, curiosity, and longing for clarity that we all experience. Some truths stay just out of reach, leaving us searching, wondering, and sometimes struggling to accept that we may never fully understand.
This piece invites you to sit with the discomfort of the unknown. It challenges you to confront the unanswered, to embrace the questions, and to find meaning in the mystery itself. Not every why has an answer—but maybe the act of asking is what truly matters.
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One thing you should know about me is that I'm a huge fan of unique furniture. Vintage is my jam, and I have a deep appreciation for quality workmanship. About 10 years ago, my cousin asked if I would like our Great Grandma Josephine’s sewing desk. I couldn’t get the word YES out of my mouth fast enough! When I picked up Great Grandma’s sewing desk, I immediately packed up the contents, and I said to myself – one day you’re gonna use those items in an art piece. It took a decade for me to figure out what it was meant for. When I opened the box, I was taken down memory lane. Seeing Josephine’s side hustle took me back to a time so different from where we are today.
Eye See You is a confrontation, a reckoning. The piercing presence within this piece refuses to look away or forget. It carries the weight of truth, pressing forward with quiet strength. The textures and contrasts draw the viewer in, creating tension between being seen and being exposed. This is not just about observation—it’s about breaking the silence that once held power.
There is resilience here, a force that refuses to shrink in the face of wrongdoing. Eye See You is both a warning and a declaration: no more looking the other way, no more suffering in silence. The act of witnessing becomes a form of justice, a refusal to let the past be erased.
Out of the Darkness exudes raw emotion, a dance between chaos and control. The bold black strokes carve their way through the canvas, organic and unrestrained, while delicate splatters and intricate textures suggest movement, depth, and untold stories. There’s an undeniable energy here—a tension between what is seen and what is felt, between fluidity and structure.
Like an unspoken dialogue, this piece invites interpretation. Out of the Darkness it a reflection of tangled thoughts? A moment of vulnerability captured in ink? Or perhaps, a silent figure emerging from the abstract, caught between presence and absence? Whatever you see, it asks you to feel—to lean into the uncertainty and let it speak to you in its own way.
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