After the pain has been delt with, her need for sex is reawakened.

The mindless task of washing is done. Her hands double the clean white pillow cases, before putting them away. In this quiet space...

What if the divine feminine was revered? A look at its abscence in the patriachy through words and embroidery.

I first thought, this has to be a scam. A group in Italy wants me to show my art at an event they are hosting in Venice. And they...

At first I thought it was a scam. You've been invited to participate in an art fair in Brussels. Sure I have. And there is a Nigerian...

My first show in my first gallery is over. My friends and family who could come, came. And I felt loved. Having my first show near my...

Penumbra is my first show, ever. EDGE gallery accepted me as an associate member in June of 2022, and I found an open slot the October....

Maybe there will be a time when what I create won't reflect a certain amount of pain. The pieces published Bruxelle Art Vue: power of...

I was in my friend Fiona’s kitchen, blurry eyed, deleting junk mail. Then I saw it. Worn down by the months in quarantine and the loss of...

I can’t recall now when it was I submitted to Bruxuelles Art Vue’s open call for Volumes of Darkness. Or even how I found it. So much of...