"We began before words and we will end beyond words."
817 I was a riot girl who fell for a peaceful boy. I fought for the sake of fighting In a crowd of small people Wanting to overthrow a big man. I had relationships, And sex, With angry people, passionate about a cause I cared nothing about. I was a succubus for passion and purpose.... Continue Reading →
I've been struggling with the aesthetic of the characters for a while now and I've constantly asked myself How should I bond the character with it's character poetry? I've gone from numbering each line of poetry and printing its corresponding number on the back of the characters, to simply writing down the poem in a book.... Continue Reading →
I Forgot my Name (2015) is a mixed media work composed of a mixture of sentimental items including clothing tags, receipts, event tickets, important dates and old poetry. The work explores the ways in which tangible items are used to compensate for memory. The work is a self-portrait without formal characteristics: It recalls fragmentation and... Continue Reading →
819 My boyfriend was a warrior, in the street and in our bed, but his silent kisses were more painful than his infliction. Hot wax on my bare skin always reminds of good days, and bad too; I still can't tell them apart.
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This is, like, my four hundredth hiatus. I know, I know I've been gone for faaar too long, but I promise you I have a million excuses. One being school, and another being work; In my short time of being gone (short?), I've attended two book launches, started a new series of novels and have... Continue Reading →
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