The result of not being able to stick to, nor complete a story. The result of having savings of written, drawn, and captured material,(sadly not all of my utmost favorites) from since when I was nine, in the village. I decided to weave together a product from my history(or herstory), my creativity, imagination, ideas and passion full entities of me. Born from within my love, frustration, anger, amazement, boredom, emptiness, fulfillment, self awareness, repair, experiment. Something inexpressible, nor able to be captured, nor cared for outside of a rewarding art of it. To produce a fun visual of my collection for interested, loving readers.