Most days it feels like I’m writing the script to my own movie but after the pain and heartbreak I have to remind myself that I always knew one day I’d be here if I just stayed true and patient. Through the ups and downs of the past two years I remind myself everyday to slow down and just look around. Every morning when I stop to pray I’m reminded that I’m a walking miracle and give thanks. Last week I had my second gallery showing in the city, last night I was honored as a Torch a bearer in our city’s biggest art festival. Tonight I’ll shoot live over Fountain Square at @fifththirdbank where I was invited by the CEO after he bought my work. I can still look across the city and see the nightmare I lived behind walls but the moment I stepped out I never looked back. I still struggle with imposter syndrome, still can never get used to it, still so in awe of it all. I hope that feeling never leaves me. I miss my baby brother, we talked about this, we talked about all of it before it was reality. We spoke a lot of things into the night sky and watched them take shape-our dream cars, my first legal shoot, traveling the world etc. I spend every day with his spit by my side. To be here on the other side with my family, my partner and my brothers that saw me through means everything. Trust is harder to come by more than ever and nothing means more than the ones who were there when there was nothing. We’ve took a dream and turned it to a scene, and the best thought is it’s only beginning🖤