Going beyond my comfort zone.
Disguised. A walk with my dog led me to the birch bark and my mind started playing with the idea of creating a mask. Who will be wearing it? Why hiding? From fox to ET, it all came to how we show who we really are. Or maybe we shouldn't.
Brookline My safe harbor, my love and hate. The place where I raised my kids. The place I met love. The place that would drive me crazy with its contrasts. I miss Brookline.
Sarita. She was always wearing red lipstick. She always had something to say. One day she said goodbye. Now her star brights up in the sky, in red.
Exploring Doesn't have my name Doesn't have my taste I just couldn't resist to the possibilities Lots to explore
Tree of life. My life Growing pains Colors inside the boring, hard skin Roots that went beyond the rug Arms holding loads and loads And I stand tall
The Beauty is Within. We see fruit, but don't look for seeds. We look at a leaf, but not under it. We value the outside and miss the inside. Try again! Look inside!
Mothers. I had many. The one who carried me inside is gone. I can't put a face to her. I was there. At least I was told...
Magnolia. Who said they have to be white? Who said they have to be beautiful? Who said they have to smell nice? Who said?
Menina-moça. She is growing up. Not a girl, not a woman (yet). She is menina-moça. Her head is full of dreams. She dresses with the colors of some of her dreams. Will they ever come true?
Unrestored. Tree or coral reef? Protect or Restore? It is hard to look without questioning our choices. Are there answers? All I know is: “The privilege is invisible to those who have it”.
