On the verge of a mind break, I spend my days swimming in insanities waterways. Paddling my way through what if’s and why nots? What do we have to loose?
Some days I am a Sumerian courtesan; on her way to the market place for today’s festival. Others a lover boy turned gangster from the Chicago Mob era. A fairy on Saturdays and an Alien priest from Sunday-Wednesday. On sunny days I am storms and volcanic eruptions. On rainy ones I am a mellow breeze finding it’s way through crowded city sidewalks
I am the combination of all the people I have adored and the ones I have despised. They are a part of me, wired into my code. They have informed the formation of my life this far. I don’t know if that has blessed me or dames me, but I am ready to let them go, find new meanings, rewrite some stories. In this one lifetime of mine, you wouldn’t believe the stories I have and the lives I’ve lived.
ARTIST, DESIGNER, DOULA, COMMUNITY SERVANT