I was born with a love for the arts. It is in my bones. It is who I am. I learned at a young age how to express my feelings through dance. Soon that movement of my body turned into moving a pencil or a paint brush. As I grew, I continued to explore various art forms. I realized that with each creative movement, I uncovered another part of me. I find myself pouring my heart and soul into it, desiring to express myself in a way that not only makes me a better artist, but also inspires others. My creativity doesn’t stop with drawing and painting. Most recently, I learned to sew my own clothing designs. My outlet and coping mechanism is finding new ways to express my creativity through the simple act of creation. 

A few years ago I started struggling with anxiety. I know God blessed me with this passion for art for a reason because it is the only thing that has helped me. It calms me when I'm anxious and helps me to breathe when I feel like I'm suffocating. When I realized how beneficial art was for my mental health, it sparked an idea of helping others do the same. I began to believe, if others could know the extent of how healing art could be, many people's lives could be redeemed from what was holding them back.