No one ever had my back or believed in me. They just wanted money from me as they saw me make things happen. Organizations, friends, family... That hurt was my fuel and now I can say I did it all by myself.
I’m so proud of my mom man. We used to make it work w no power in the house.I remember coming home and the water and lights off.Told her I’d make it for us one day. Biggest flex was flying her out, putting her in the W hotel, & got her hair done for TASWIRA’s Gallery Launch Party
3 hour interview today w GZ Radio, absolutely love their supportive work that focuses on empowering youth. They will be the first to document IN DEPTH what daily life is like at the gallery. Challenges, how I design my mood boards for collections, and communications w Team Kenya.
Negotiating this commercial property right now... it’s consuming every drop of energy left of me lol
This processes has been a testament of discipline. It’s rewired my brain to strategize differently. My spirituality is a necessary tool for grounding and allowing to receive.
Was 5 seconds from being hit by a car that would’ve flipped me on my windshield and end my life on the spot last night. So I made the decision to get on Twitter and talk my shit again. For the sake of legacy.
Allowing space for divine intervention is such an important part of my creative process. Leaving room for the unexpected to occur, that’s when the magic happens.
Hello I’ve arrived...this time with Taswira on🇰🇪I’m in Kenya rn doin my design shit with a Women’s Empowerment Center I started 3 years ago to empower economies of women in Africa.We source all of our authentic african fabrics from them and learn about entrepreneurship • TASWIRA