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I am a magnet to hair, particularly, Black hair. On the train, on the bus, at a show, at the park, I see the beautiful hairstyles that people create just to go about their daily lives and I am left in awe. I stand back and trace the beautiful lines and twisted hair with my eyes, I love to watch how they move and slowly take on a life of their own. Each hair I draw pulls me into a deeper meditation, a rhythmic trance that leaves me searching for the next detail. 

My first hair drawings were simple joys, and appreciation of these works of art. Over time, this appreciation has coincided with the growing momentum of the BLM movement, and has challenged me to bring further awareness to Black beauty.


Honestly, I am just bringing the focus to someone else's art; their crown.

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