Feel the weight of being alive.
Through the Wound, There’s Grace proposes that brokenness is not a flaw to conceal, but an artifact of survival and grace. Imperfections in the artwork become quiet teachers, revealing that creation, like healing, is less about perfection and more about presence.
Through the slow, tactile assembly of paper and mixed media, the work transforms process into presence — introducing a quieter rhythm of making, where care replaces urgency and reflection becomes an act of healing.
Each layer, tear, and stain tells the story of its making, serving as proof that creation, like healing, unfolds through trial, patience, and grace.
In this way, the composition mirrors the human journey toward restoration — a meditation on gentle reconstruction as a form of spiritual and emotional renewal. The aesthetic of imperfection becomes a quiet declaration of strength, an embodiment of grace shaped through acceptance rather than correction.
Chapter 1:
The Drowning
Before the first breath
Agony doesn’t tap the shoulder; it crashes in like a rising wave, swallowing breath and dragging you into suffocation, desperation, and the terrifying loss of control.
That’s the first language of trauma.
The opening chapter of Through the Wound, There’s Grace begins at the wound itself; at the moment of its making, in the sharp and undeniable intensity that marks its existence, in the honest recognition of hurt.
Chapter 2
The Weight Of Being
Presence to heal
After the pain has entered every fiber of our being, we’re left carrying the weight of our new form.
Every traumatic event leaves an imprint so strong that even days, months, and years later, the body still remembers.
We can only emerge from this darkness by moving through it , feeling the intensity, releasing it, and allowing it to loosen its hold.
At times it can feel like a kind of death, but through the weight of simply being, we realize we are still alive.
Chapter 3
The Resurfacing
The Glow of Life
The chains have loosened.
We can breathe again, though the shock of life still lingers in the rawness of our lungs.
We feel foreign to living at first, unfamiliar with the lightness, unsure how to move without bracing for impact. But strength has returned in small, steady ways.
Our brokenness has mended just enough for us to feel the quiet glow around us again, to notice the gentleness in simple things, to allow a real smile to rise.
The Unveiling
A life long masterpiece
Chapter 4
Radical presence ushers us into the next chapter. We look in the mirror and no longer recognize who we were, because we are no longer the same.
We’ve been reshaped, re-formed, transformed.
A masterpiece in progress.
We become an art piece we continue to carve and refine each day — by choosing presence, by holding hope, by releasing what once held us.
You are art.
Listen Up
Soundtracks I listen to while creating.
