Another Day at the Races ¡TRIGGER WARNING! This post deals with domestic violence, physical assault and ptsd flashbacks. Please use discretion! Ah, dear husband of mine. How you never leave me. I can remember your last punch like it was yesterday. Dear previous boyfriend; thanks so much for hitting me in the face so hardContinueContinue reading “FLASHBACK RODEO”
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“Why am I small again, lost again?”
A Saint Petersburg Artist Resident
It has been an enormously trying year and one half, year and 8 months , actually. I have grown SO much since I have lived here in St. Petersburg, I have learned to believe in myself, and in my ability to survive. As An ARTIST. In my own right, I have put in the footwork, stretchedContinueContinue reading “A Saint Petersburg Artist Resident”
Out of the Gutter Art 
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