Faux Fairy || Print
medium: acrylic paint
There seemed to be nothing and everything magical about the time I painted this. They usually say your twenties is one to be both explored and celebrated. Sifted through now and when you’re older. At this time I felt all my magic had left me, found myself settling and becoming at a rapid pace with very little resources to change. I wanted her back and didn’t even know who she was. I binged Babygirl TV and became acquainted again with the sound of family, perseverance and self love. Binged Ajna Surah and started to see the magic held within, deep into the sunken place of which I left my truest self. Tim Ross pulled me up and out by keeping me in “The Basement.” I found myself remembering me. I wrote a poem about it in my book, “Spiraling.” I am no longer an imposter, I am known and I am magical.
medium: acrylic paint
There seemed to be nothing and everything magical about the time I painted this. They usually say your twenties is one to be both explored and celebrated. Sifted through now and when you’re older. At this time I felt all my magic had left me, found myself settling and becoming at a rapid pace with very little resources to change. I wanted her back and didn’t even know who she was. I binged Babygirl TV and became acquainted again with the sound of family, perseverance and self love. Binged Ajna Surah and started to see the magic held within, deep into the sunken place of which I left my truest self. Tim Ross pulled me up and out by keeping me in “The Basement.” I found myself remembering me. I wrote a poem about it in my book, “Spiraling.” I am no longer an imposter, I am known and I am magical.
medium: acrylic paint
There seemed to be nothing and everything magical about the time I painted this. They usually say your twenties is one to be both explored and celebrated. Sifted through now and when you’re older. At this time I felt all my magic had left me, found myself settling and becoming at a rapid pace with very little resources to change. I wanted her back and didn’t even know who she was. I binged Babygirl TV and became acquainted again with the sound of family, perseverance and self love. Binged Ajna Surah and started to see the magic held within, deep into the sunken place of which I left my truest self. Tim Ross pulled me up and out by keeping me in “The Basement.” I found myself remembering me. I wrote a poem about it in my book, “Spiraling.” I am no longer an imposter, I am known and I am magical.