The woman in the painting
She is half in profile, looking away from the viewer at some intriguing out-of-view object, an almost imperceptible smile on her lips like she is sharing a private joke with that intriguing out-of-view object, or subject. There is a serenity
I Am Not
Identity. Belongingness.I’ve been asked countless times, in different forms, who I am.How do you see yourself? What do you identify with or as? Where are you from? Who are you?I’ve been told not to lose myself, not to let anyone
The Oath
We made The Oath.The three of us.A three-fold cord that cannot be broken.We did it for love.For life.For justice.For what was right.For all we stood for and believed in. We swore to uphold Truth and Righteousness.We beat our chests and declared
