My Story

Even in darkness, wonder finds a way to bloom

Growing up in circumstances that had their own challenges as a child, creation became my oasis. Something as simple as paint and paper turned into a magical doorway and allowed me to escape my reality.

I turned my small bedroom with its windows that let in the winter chill, into a sanctuary, its walls alive with charcoal drawings and oil paintings (just imagine how fun that was to remove when I moved out, yes I painted and drew directly on my walls, everywhere!)

Within those four walls, I found a freedom I couldn’t find anywhere else. Art became more than a past time, and it may sound extreme but it felt like survival, even if survival meant small achievements and half finished paintings, it was still a language of healing-

and a portal into a place that provided me with such a sense of empowerment and purpose.

This was my childhood home

looking at this photo it may seem like any dwelling to you, but its a graveyard to me, I hope the new owner owns lots of sage (lol jk, but maybe actually just to be sure)

its where childhood dreams were forgotten, but also where seeds were planted, I KNEW in my heart, that I was made for more.

so I did, just that.

It took time- it took years of experimentation inside of art, and outside of art, figuring out what exactly my place in this world was, where I fit socially as a young girl, and how to explain the profound and overwhelming feelings I had about the things in my life where words became absent, and art suddenly became a fluent language.

Years passed, and art remained at the core of who I was

Now, I bring those two worlds together. I create art inspired by the stories that save me, in all the forms my heart calls to: sculpture, stained glass, paint, and more. Each piece is an echo of healing, of resilience, and of the beauty that can be found even in the darkest seasons.

My work is not just art, it is testimony. It is the proof that beauty can grow out of hardship, that stories can save us, and that creativity can bring us home to ourselves.

Today, every sculpture, every wing of glass, every painted surface carries within it the same truth I discovered as a child: art heals, stories transform, and creation is freedom.