April 18, 2024
I’m going to take pictures of the stain on your floor, of toes and ponytails, small hands on your face, and the blurred frenzy of movement. The shadows in the hallway and the sunshine on the carpet; they’re poetry of a present turned tomorrow’s nostalgia. And I want you to remember that everything happened in these in-between moments.
Hi, I'm Sasha. Half-feral, neurodivergent, photographer and earth mystic with a chronic thirst to go deeper. I have a BA in English with emphasis on psychology and mythology and I will likely spend the rest of my life studying the intimate weaving between those three fields and marinating in my own personal folklore.
I believe art is a sacred practice of attunement, to ourselves, and to our communities. I want to start a revolution of fully aligned artists that alchemizes how we view ourselves and how we tell stories.
oh my Sasha these are so honest and touching in a way that moves me.