Through the lens, the line, the lyric— i am artist, photographer, poet, Survivor of storms I did not choose, now learning the language of my own light. Each image, each verse, each frame, a slow uncovering. Still becoming. Still creating.
Through the lens, the line, the lyric— i am artist, photographer, poet, Survivor of storms I did not choose, now learning the language of my own light. Each image, each verse, each frame, a slow uncovering. Still becoming. Still creating.
