The Queens ARTillery

Conservation with my mom this morning, I asked her if she still had the art that I gave her in kindergarten.

Mom: Of course. It was the first thing you gave me, and it was beautiful! I knew from then you were going to be an artist.

I asked if I could touch it up, and she refused because she said it was perfect the way it is.

I always knew this part of me needed to flourish, needed to be nourished. Creativity was innate during these formative years. Never felt fulfilled until I returned to it.

I'm still standing