Where Do I Go When the Wind Is Lonely

A meditation on ache, memory, and the quiet art of stitching yourself back together.

The Hollow Between Us

For a moment, I touched you again; with that soft cord that still ties our childhood together.

Pulling myself back from the fall, one root, one breath, one truth at a time.

One Year. 165 Hours. The Final Product; a Unique Collage Art Book

Reflecting a journey into inner struggles, confronting memories and pain, and embracing healing through self-understanding and deep listening.