When I could no longer recognize myself, I knew I had to reclaim what was mine. With color and canvas, I abstracted what I had become into prints, impressions of this person I did not know, until I began to feel like myself again. By acknowledging the wound, I could finally let it heal.
Through this series, My Body Is Not For Sale, I reclaim the way my body is perceived by controlling what you do (and don’t) see. When I first started this series, my intentions were not what they are today; each painting was not a definition of who I was, but an expression of what I could become. Now, five years later, the impressions are that of repair and renewal.