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{"ops":[{"insert":"🖤 "},{"attributes":{"bold":true},"insert":"Artist Statement — Between Ash and Light"},{"attributes":{"header":2},"insert":"\n"},{"insert":"I don’t make images to decorate walls.\n I make them to "},{"attributes":{"bold":true},"insert":"exist"},{"insert":".\nEach piece is a fragment of me — not a portrait of my face, but a portrait of my life, my wounds, my endurance, and the quiet ways I learned to survive.\nThe rulers in my work carry what I’ve seen power do:\n the Queen holds the dignity of the enslaved,\n the King wears the lies of empire and colonialism.\n They are not heroes. They are witnesses to systems that dress themselves in grandeur while breaking people who still carry grace.\nThe Jester is how I learned to live inside those systems —\n the code-switcher, the one used for amusement,\n the one who knows the truth but hides it in subtlety so he can keep breathing.\n He holds the keys, not because he rules, but because he "},{"attributes":{"bold":true},"insert":"endured"},{"insert":".\nThe fallen cone is me standing where it’s dangerous —\n quiet, unseen, doing its job so others can pass through and never think twice.\n Crushed, battered, discarded, left on its back —\n injured, but still alive.\nThe light of music is what still burns in me —\n the song of the soul that carries me through tragedy,\n that survives hate,\n that refuses to go out when everything else grows dark.\nAnd the blooming piano is what grew out of what broke me —\n fine rags, shame, blues,\n still playing every day,\n still making melody from ruin.\nTogether, these works form a "},{"attributes":{"bold":true},"insert":"self-portrait in fragments"},{"insert":".\n Not one image can hold a life.\n But many can stand together and say: "},{"attributes":{"italic":true},"insert":"This is me."},{"insert":"\nI don’t measure this work by whether it sells.\n I measure it by whether it lets me breathe.\n By whether it gives me agency.\n By whether it lets me say: "},{"attributes":{"bold":true},"insert":"I was here. I saw. I endured."},{"insert":"\nThis is my therapy.\n My consciousness.\n My way of writing myself into the world so I don’t disappear inside it.\nThis is Between Ash and Light.\n"}]}