Being at Ringling College, I found myself lost at times. My mind would constantly race, and I never felt understood. The only way I think I could represent myself is through the art I created and the stories I tell. A lot of my art represents violence and how it affects us. It's a never-ending cycle that sometimes makes us feel hopeless. My mind is very violent, as feelings and thoughts are constantly clashing, making my own life feel like a never-ending battle. However, I felt like many people forget the calm after the storm, which my mind always concludes with, and so does my art. It's something people need to remember.

Unfortunately, I felt like I'd forgotten my important values, and my eyes were shrouded under a hat that made me forget all the beauty surrounding me. However, when I couldn't see any light under this hat, tears flowed like a river once the straw broke the camel's back. I took a moment, and the hat blew away in the wind. At that moment, I was reminded of how clear and beautiful everything was. I realized how much bigger the world was than me, and the amount of light here is astronomical. At that moment, I was reminded to stop being so violent within my head and let things flow, just like my tears.

For once, I wanted to make a body of work that's not traditional for my art but what it's like for me to take in everything.

This piece is how I want to exist: At Peace and Strong like a Statue.