Ever since I was old enough to be self-conscious, I have been embarrassed about my toes. I have a genetic trait that makes my third toe curl under my second. Due to this my other toes fit improperly in shoes and become calloused. Children and even adults commented on my feet in cruel ways and after a while I completely avoided wearing open toed shoes. I would wear socks if I was visiting someone. I hated going to the pool (and hence I can hardly swim to save my life). If I would ever find myself in a place where my feet were bare, I would be thinking about them and I would feel ugly.
Learning to love myself completely with all my imperfections, faults, and “scars” has been quite the journey. I was raised to strive towards perfection and have only recently come to realize that it is our imperfections that make us human, beautiful and captivating and we must find our confidence to embrace them.
Italy was the first time I wore sandals. I have embraced everything else about me - it was time to embrace my unique toes (and even get pedicures!)
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Color is a focus of my work for a variety of reasons, but the main reason is for healing. My father was an angry and violent man. He took out his rage on his family daily and I took it upon myself to protect my mother and brother from him by becoming the focus of his fury. We didn’t have much, but my mother filled our home with colorful art to bring radiance into an otherwise dark place. I followed in her footsteps and escaped into vibrant art of all shapes and forms. Getting into the flow of mindful art creation has been the single most important part of my healing. I hope to share the happiness that colorful art brings me with others, especially children.