In 2017 I started back to school taking A&P classes and majoring in Science, killing it with a 4.0 GPA, becoming a Phi Theta Kappa member, National society of leadership and success, and took up Taekwondo becoming a proud member of ATA and a newfound love of martial arts. It wasn't until Covid hit that I was faced with my long lost friend, art.


During covid I lost my aunt, my teakwondo partner and my dad. Being locked up in my house, with my school closed and my work at a stand-still only meant one of two things. I was either going to be organizing toilet paper rolls that I bought during a panic shopping splurge or I was going to take up my long lost passion. I decided to do something more productive with my life than buy toilet paper rolls so I took up art. This time, I painted not to escape, but rather to re-connect with reality again. In the end, only one thing matters. It doesn't matter if you know the outcome of it all or not. There will always be a new beginning at the end of an old chapter.