About Me

I didn’t go to art school.  

I went through hell.

I’ve been silenced, erased, judged, and cracked wide open.  

And now I create from the rubble.

My art is raw, imperfect, reflective, and full of soul.  

I sculpt from old clothes, discarded jewelry, shattered mirrors, and big emotions.  

Nothing fancy. Everything sacred.

My work is a sacred rebellion against pretending it didn’t happen.  

It’s where grief becomes glitter.  

Where chaos becomes clarity.  

Where silence becomes sculpture.

And “Linda”?  

Linda is my inner muse - the voice that says “say it anyway.”  

She’s the mirror I didn’t know I needed, now made tangible in a 24" rhinestone‑dripped disco Buddha.  

She’s funny. She’s wise. She’s been through it.  

Just like you. Just like me.