Every person who sits in my chair brings something with them โ memories, experiences, friendships, losses, victories, quiet moments that shaped who they are. Some stories are heavy. Some are deeply personal. And some are simple moments that just make life worth living.
When I approach a piece now, Iโm not thinking about filling space until it feels full. Iโm thinking about how the darker elements can sculpt space so the lighter areas have breathing room. Itโs similar to how a painter like Engels uses her stripes.
This broken surfboard wonโt ride another wave. ย But it carries something now that it didnโt before โ a reminder that broken things still have purpose. Maybe thatโs what art is supposed to do.
Iโve always chosen the slower, more deliberate and sometimes scenic road. Not because itโs romantic. Not because itโs trendy. But because meaningful things tend to require time.
In art and in life, rebuilding starts when we stop clinging to what no longer serves โ and start shaping something new from what remains. Every healed tattoo, every fresh design, carries that truth. Rebuild isnโt just repair; itโs transformation โ the art of turning what once held us back into something that moves us…
In art and in life, rebuilding starts when we stop clinging to what no longer serves โ and start shaping something new from what remains. Every healed tattoo, every fresh design, carries that truth. Rebuild isnโt just repair; itโs transformation โ the art of turning what once held us back into something that moves us…
After years of operating in survival mode, Iโm finally learning what it means to rebuild from the inside out.