Growing up, we lived in different part of the country. Including the mid-west and east coast. My first drawing was an expression of anxiety for my parents leaving me to go on Vacation. It included a plane crash. After that any time inspiration came, art was an escape. My mother used to do ceramics so maybe my interest came from her. Later on experimentation with drugs sort of became my identity. Now after having some recovery time, I would like to use the craft as an establishment of my identity with the world. Since the start of my prison sentence the chance to give someone something from the heart is all I would like to do. Currently, I am an undergraduate in a Community college.
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Laura satterwhite
June 5, 2020 at 9:07 pmI hope all is well its been awhile my friend much love and respect.