“From the intimate portraits of Julia Margret Cameron to the street scenes of Helen Levitt, I knew that my passion lay within art. As the middle child growing up in a single parent home, my mother recalls that I had a certain artistic “knack.” That interest became a cathartic vehicle for self-expression after experiencing an immense tragedy where a close friend was the victim of homicide at the age of seventeen. I had not pursued art in high school even in its most primitive nature; however, I found comfort in applying unspoken emotions onto canvas and pursued my passion within academia.
“Completing studio art and art history degrees perfected my technical skills with a solid appreciation for the profession. However, it was not until traveling to Europe, that I observed a global void within the translation of the minority experience. I acknowledged the African art confiscated upon conquests and the Egyptian influence of the obelisk at the Vatican; yet as a black female, discovering traces of my heritage amongst the classic works was futile.