The Path Between Worlds

The path has never been linear—often lost, often wandering, I have walked through voids where the light felt distant. But in those moments of defeat, I would encounter an ancestor, each carrying a distinct frequency, like a sacred key unlocking what was sealed within me. These divine meetings became turning points, guiding me back to myself. My art is born in that sacred space—in the in-between, where pain meets remembrance and the unseen becomes creation.

History- Echoes in the Blood

The history is written in DNA—etched into bone, blood, and breath. I remember places my feet have never touched in this lifetime, yet my spirit knows them well. The past lives in me, not as memory, but as presence. I am a continuation of those who came before—our stories interwoven, unfolding across time. Through paint, their legacy moves forward. What was, what is, and what will be all converge here—on canvas, in color, in Becoming.