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Inside and Out

Inside and Out

I think it is necessary and important for us to have these moments. To just be. To get quiet enough for that still small voice that competes with the louder voices of criticism, guilt, and shame to minister to us from a place of love and compassion.

de mon coeur (from my heart)

de mon coeur (from my heart)

My creative expression is intuitive, as you know, so sometimes, I end up painting messages to younger versions of myself to help them understand that the mistakes they think they made, or the path they chose, was just fine because it all made me the person I am right now. A person I love more than anything or anyone. And I believe that more Black womxn and girls need these messages.

Testing, Testing

Testing, Testing

I haven't done this in a while. Blogging in general, but definitely blogging on my site. And that almost feels like treachery. Like I'm letting you down, dear reader. But here we are. A new blog post and much to discuss. 

As of press time, it is February 8, 2021. We have survived one of the craziest years of my life, and are inching ever so steadily to the one year anniversary of the beginning of the global pandemic. While on lockdown, I was still creating, but there were so many other things to contend with, I didn't really feel...


Everything must go?

Everything must go?

I want to create dope art. I want all these sacrifices to mean something. And to be honest, so far they haven't. Y'all. Can we talk?

I am an entrepreneur. I'm also a creator. I'm also a podcast host. I am also a freelance editor. I am someone's auntie (and I am THAT kind of auntie), someone's partner, someone's best friend, someone's sister, and nobody's fool. I quit my job last December because I wanted to chase my dreams, and somewhere in all that chasing, I left myself behind. What I'm saying here is, I was so ready to leave...


When Art is Therapy: My Inner Child confronts a monster

When Art is Therapy: My Inner Child confronts a monster

I had trouble with this piece for sure. I doubted my inner child's choices and methods, I made excuses for the parts of her that were being represented. I felt it unfair to paint her this way. But in allowing it to happen, surrendering to that child's truth, I've been able to see all of us in a new way. And I'm grateful.