My work is the fruit of my tree.All gesture born in intention. All intention born in love. For me to work, I must remove my mind from its churning orbit. I work from within, my body is the negotiator of my movement, my forgotten dance that is my own creative voice. Symbol, color and movement. These are the driving forces of the work. Born in abstraction, forms emerge to tell a story. Painting and Spoken Word By Evaly.

June 21, 5-7

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