Muse and Medium
Grown Woman: From the Eyes of an Ada (First Daughter)
My box is already packed—secured with a padlock, new slippers, provisions, everything. I was excited. Even the new teal mosquito net I’d hang over my sleeping bunk made me excited.
Why do I create art?
All this time, I forgot the woman in me who loved art. I forgot that little girl who would spark joy with her creativity. I forgot to remember her. I had tucked her away in a place where I didn't even have access to her anymore.
Who is ThatGirl!?
Finally, after all these years, she has become the woman she was born to be. This isn't just a moment; it's her daily life. Today, every day, and every time she shows up, she owns it - a force to be reckoned with. She is THAT GIRL!
