The first Ephemeral I ever cared to document, done sometime in September 2009.
Back then, the ideas were really hazy, but they were all up there in my head.
Art is just a matter of articulating and explaining what you feel.
I don’t know where this piece went, I traded with another girl for her art that day.
Sometimes I wonder where it is!
Last night I had some interesting moments with viewers. I met one particular lady that lived in the Paradise area, and connected my artwork with the trafficking that goes on under the radar.
Another bought my piece because of the narrative alongside it. She related to the idea of getting a tattoo as a sign of a new beginning, and bought my work half an hour into the show.
Another would talk to me about body image, and candidly admitting to using her beauty as an advantage point in life. We all get femme fatale sometimes.