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Epiphanies Part II (Updated Regularly)

Epiphanies Part II The Architecture of the New Self It is much easier to start tidying up than to continue wallowing in your mess. A cluttered space taints the ability to interact with your environment effectively, whether that be relaxing or creating. Your home is a living, breathing ecosystem. Take care of it like you would a child. If you are not happy after experiencing trauma because nothing is changing and you feel stuck, do the 180 degree opposite of what you have been doing. For example, if you have kept it inside and secret, speak it or write it publicly. If you have been telling everyone incessantly about it, stop talking about it for a while and see if it doesn't go away.  You are exactly as God created you. Nothing you've done or that has been done to you can change that. Take comfort in this. Likewise, your enemy is exactly as God created him. Make peace with this. As you are lifted up, you lift up everyone else. This is the law of collective elevation: Because we ...

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My photographs and oil paintings rise from a deep remembering of the Wild Woman—the ancient, untamed self carried in every woman’s blood and bone. It is a nostalgic, pulsing longing to return to the moss and the wind, a call our society has forgotten. Women are trained to be domesticated, yet we have always been sensual, visceral, and intuitive. 

I create from the in-between. One foot in the clouds, the other rooted in the dirt. I am as much the woman with paint-stained hands and sticks in her hair as I am the woman who flies planes. Equal parts instinct and precision, soft gaze and sharp focus. In one breath, I build compositions of light and shadow, and in the next, I chart a course across the sky. One does not tame the other. In my world, opposites are not in conflict; they hold each other in perfect balance. Aviation and artistry coexist here...a luminous, indivisible whole.

For years, I tried to fit inside a box. But suppression of expression is the breeding ground for depression. Climbing back from the underworld, I learned that creation is not optional for me. It is the way I unite my inner wild woman with my outer, cultivated self. I photograph what others overlook. I have always been able to see beauty in people, in strange things, and even in darkness.

I do not create to be seen; I create so others may see themselves. My work is an open space for those who once danced barefoot through fire and now move through boardrooms, flight paths, and grocery store aisles with the same grace. My photographs and paintings offer this myth to the modern world: the wild woman never vanishes when we put on shoes or uniforms. She waits to be remembered and welcomed by the woman we have become. 























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