I think demons are only the parts of our souls that we try to cast out. We so often separate ourselves from those pieces of our being we think are unlovable or that make us vulnerable — emotions and truths we detach from in hopes of being “put together,” but that conversely make us whole. Yet, those externalized and othered parts are always there, wanting to be acknowledged and to share wisdom if we listen.

 

A while back I made the decision to try to walk alongside, rather than run from these pieces of myself, and I plan to create work that pays homage to the mosaic of monsters I've confronted and integrated along the way.