As a woman, I have grappled with the idea that I need to feel small, get small, be small. I can’t be too loud or colorful because it isn’t lady-like. I can’t shine too brightly or have too much confidence for fear of appearing feral. I’ve come to realize my art reflects my rebellion against these pigeonholes. Might those with a naturally bold personality be received and celebrated - even expected to express that boldness?
I want to laugh loudly and let my playful nature ripple through a crowd and still be seen as the lady I am. These works represent my brave, bold, untamed joy.
"If The Stars Were Mine"