I’ve proudly been a part of the beauty industry since 2005 & met so many people with amazing stories of survival. Survival of cancer, auto-immune diseases, child-bearing, tragic accidents, lack of self-love...it’s shocking how many people suffer from little confidence in themselves and their bodies.
I find such reward in seeing people be happy with their hair when looking in the mirror. But, of all things, I want to see people be happy with their overall appearance & complete self..the total package of who they are. We are all living art & a beautiful part of this universe.
As an artist with my kind of experience, I thought, I can give that confidence to people. After loss and healing, I can help them smile again in the present moment.
This is my place in the world.
My first find was a young cow skull with horns in Holopaw, FL. Although it must have been there for quite some time, it was relatively clean -- & adorable. I rode back to camp on the back of a Yamaha holding this head in my lap as if cradling a motherless kitten. I was 10 years old & on a ride-along with my father & a few hunters. I watched them hang & clean the day’s reapings. That was the first time I learned what a functioning digestive system smells like. I watched entrails free fall into galvanized tubs poorly catching a chaotic bloodbath of ruptured organs. So susceptible, so amenable, provocative really. It made me realize just how fragile, how mortal we all are. All we have is the present moment. This too shall pass.
As long as I can remember. My grandmother was an amazing artist & we bonded over creating together. I loved anime & Capcom. Darkstalkers & Akira were favorites. I started out drawing mostly but eventually over the years embraced painting, tattooing, & hairstyling. And yet now I am obsessed with bone art & practicing taxidermy. It’s all about capturing a moment of a beautiful perspective.
