Perhaps as you, I am a complex, multi-dimensional human being woman, mother, friend, professional, immigrant, maker of places, collector of thoughts, and occasional [beautiful] mess.
I carry the stories of the generations before me, the tenderness of becoming, and the quirkiness of imperfection. [unpolished into sameness],
I have rough edges, oddities, humor and a rich texture. I hold a stubborn belief that life is more interesting when we allow the whole human to enter the room.
I live between cultures, languages, systems, expectations, and dreams. Perpetually in the liminal space, I keep making things: places, ideas, questions, drawings, experiences, little experiments in belonging and becoming.