My white teachers told me those stories weren’t “real” enough. My classmates told me I couldn’t play with them in their fantasy worlds. Even people in my own community said my imagination was “too white.” That I was being an “Oreo.” How cosplay wasn’t for girls like me.

But I never stopped dreaming.

If you ever longed to see yourself in fairy tales, my work reclaims those stolen stories and builds new ones where black women and girls are the center. Not sidekicks or symbols to be sacrificed. But heroes, royalty, spellcasters, and wild-hearted nymphs.

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Each piece I create is a window into a world where black girlhood is protected, where softness is power, where fantasy belongs to us, too.

My figures rise from their canvases. I use sculptural elements to make each character feel dimensional, alive, and undeniable. They wear vibrant tones made from cotton, satin, or wool. Their skin stands out in front of colorful backgrounds or starry night skies. They’re textured, layered, and unapologetically vivid just like the women I paint for.

I make tributes to the late artists I’ve looked up to, like Qing Han, whose work helped keep my inner child alive. The piece for her is for the dreamers who’ve been told their dreams are “too much.” For the ones who learned Japanese, who dressed up as anime characters and were told they couldn’t. For the ones who created anyway against the naysayers.

Black women deserve the world. My art is a love letter to that belief.

In a time where conservative voices are working to erase us, flatten us, and silence our joy, creating art like this is more than aesthetic. It’s protection. It’s protest. It’s a promise to the next generation of Black girls: You don’t have to ask for permission to exist in beauty, magic, or power.

I earned a Bachelor of Fine Arts from Illinois College, but most of my real education came from learning how to protect my wonder—and now I share that wonder through every canvas I create.

If my work calls to something in you, an inner child, a long-lost dream, a truth that’s ready to be seen. then collect this art as your reclamation.