
For me, visual art and writing go hand in hand in the
creative process. Both these mediums of expression, along with a deep spiritual
encounter, facilitated my passage through the dark night of my soul, a time of
great unraveling and transformation, where I discovered amidst the
deconstruction of who I thought I was, my true identity as an artist, and a
unique creative process linked to healing soul-wounds.
Creative expression therefore is more than an addendum to my
life. It is a necessity. Art is the compassionate alternative for alleviating
pain in the human experience. It is where the private and public meet
and meld seamlessly, a process that is inherently sacred.
It is my stubborn refusal to go down silently, without a
fight.
It is my voice.