jawsbanana
Portlandia
Mom saw a tornado in Tulsa during the first two weeks before I was born. Soon after, we moved to Appalachia, where I harvested the soil with my teeth and carved my life like fire through wild flowers. There was no stone unturned within a mile radius of my home. Trees scaled, property scoured, holy lands created.
A woman, an artist, who does not wish to astound or succeed, as much as to give, simply. A smile. A thought. The child is sacred, essential. Intuition is the grand antennae. Life balance is a precious paradigm. Balance is art. Everything in life has led up to this moment. My work has just begun.