03/19/2026
Sometimes I have no idea what I’m going to make and then I just create…
“Return” 💚
She exists at the intersection of displacement and inheritance, a body rooted in African soil yet standing in a present shaped by what was taken. Green flows through her like land and life, her form a terrain that remembers. The red bandana marks the now, the lived Black experience layered over a history that predates geography and maps.
Her crown bears the Kanaga, a Dogon symbol with arms lifted to the sky, connecting earth and spirit, human and ancestor. It declares identity as structure, as power, as continuity unbroken. The mountains behind her are real, grounding her in African landscape, refusing erasure. Above, night and sunset coexist, purple cosmos and fiery horizon entwined, collapsing time into a moment that is past, present, and future simultaneously.
Chains drape her neck, broken and extended forward, evidence of what was endured and what has been overcome, refusing to remain hidden. In her iris, Africa is alive, not behind her, not beneath her, but within her vision, shaping how she moves, sees, and becomes.
This is a figure who does not seek freedom. She carries it. The work embodies the cross-cultural condition imposed by force yet transcended by awareness. Return is not relocation but reclamation of identity, narrative, and selfhood. She knows it. She carries it.
