I am a mover and feeler, writing to return to the home that resides within me. My folk are cartographers of the sacred. They show me the way, offering glimpses of the vernacular landscapes that birthed us, sounding them out as sites of memory through which we can create and imagine wholehearted freedoms, both shared and intimate.
My work takes root within a heritage of consecrated personal histories, a garden joined by cooking oil prayers and Southern superstitions, side hustles and Blue Magic hair dress, fresh collard greens and Aretha Franklin’s gospel playing on Mama's kitchen radio. I am drawn to visual culture because of the ways that images conjure, caress, speak. Zora Neale Hurston, Julia Mae Evans, Toni Morrison, Lucille Clifton, Ntozake Shange, and bell hooks are ancestral kin instructing me in the history of the art of loving.