untitled #2(2019)

i’m a descendent of lenola jones. fed 50 people with $50 for 50 sundays. it’s only natural that i have the tendency to serve the masses making the most from none.

the works are propositions and these propositions are meditations, self-reflections, interrogations of my truths.

i make because i have to. i make when i’m called. i resist diluting my unique experience with a language given to me and not a language that truly articulates how i feel.

birth something that i don’t understand, yet fulfills me.

like a chill vibrating my vertebrae, intuitive inspiration jolts through my body. desperately begging my body to keep up, i fail at relaying the entirety of that feeling.

r o d

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