I never accepted or understood any identify other than, trouble growing up. Growing up never connecting with art because I saw it outside of my existence. I was drawn to, but there was no internal connection. I was literal in who I perceived what was presented in front of me as is. Discovery of being on the spectrum and dyslexia became lights on. I am a series of fortunate events. My autistic nature and dyslexic brain connection. Presented me with an experience. A disconnect that worked in my favor. I am not what you perceive. Outside the box but not into a triangle. Hear my artistry.