A very personal exchange about the relationship I have with myself as a mother. Serving mostly as an introspection of motherhood, the struggles I have being my daughter’s teacher, when really she is my teacher, and finding humor in the painful growth stages we both encounter. I tend towards sarcasm to deal with finding the bright side of discomfort and enjoy playing with dark topics in a satirical way. All of the work is drawn intuitively, scribbling lines until I can find an image out of a mess that speaks to me. Often I am surprised by what my unconscious is delivering in form.
Home 