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If you have read my book of poetry or my socal account posts you know that I went through a season of extremes. Mainly of loss. Between a miscarriage, a near death experience and multiple TIA attacks the line between life and death was thin. I started these series before either destructive moments in my life. It was as if I was preparing to die. I wanted to leave a part of me behind. For posterity, sure, but mainly for those I loved. Only after the fact and some massive life changes later did I notice that all of my pieces involved the human form, without a human. At the time I wanted to showcase an inclusive nature to fashion- one that did not exist at the time. But now, looking back- it was as if I knew I would disappear for a while. That my body might not make it, but my spirit would.