Queer in Nature

CFS Volume II

Did you know? The Sea and Sand are lovers.With every ebb and flow, they shape and are shaped. With each rush and churn, they guide and are guided. Time and time again, they converge and reconverge.

Queer in Nature

Who am I?

For as long as I can remember, I have always asked myself who I am, but it has always taken time to think of an answer that would define me.

Queer in Nature

Letters from an Island

Krik, krak an island space temporal and eternal through natives’ speech…

 
 

Creating with the Earth

Today, artists the world over, and especially in the Caribbean, have used non-traditional materials to create amazing and captivating pieces of art that highlight their relationship with their environment and. Our natural surroundings have not only been a source of inspiration and creativity but the environment has served as the source of the raw materials needed to give life to those crafts. ⁣

 
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Unraveling my Island Identity
Unraveling my Island Identity

Let me fling back me madras

And unravel a bit of who I am…

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An Ode to You
An Ode to You

An Ode to You is a three-part series of the metamorphosis of allowing my hidden feelings of my inner child to be set free, be present and queer.

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Connected to the Earth
Connected to the Earth

You come to Sell

Your craft everyday

Tourist come to buy

Glass, plastic, shell.

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