Medium: Acrylic on Bristol paper
Size (h w d): 12 x 9 in
Price $295
There was a time when the uniform said everything, and nothing at all.
Structure. Discipline. Order.
All necessary, and all a little too tight.
So I pushed back, quietly at first.
A brighter lip. A hint of color where it didn’t belong.
Small rebellions stitched into something that wasn’t built for softness or individuality.
This piece holds that tension.
Muted greens and earth tones carry the weight of duty, repetition, and restraint.
Then the color breaks through, unapologetic, a refusal to disappear inside the rules.
It’s not about rejecting where I came from.
It’s about what insisted on surviving inside it.
Not defiance for the sake of it…
just a quiet refusal to become invisible.
Medium: Acrylic on Bristol paper
Size (h w d): 12 x 9 in
Price $295
There was a time when the uniform said everything, and nothing at all.
Structure. Discipline. Order.
All necessary, and all a little too tight.
So I pushed back, quietly at first.
A brighter lip. A hint of color where it didn’t belong.
Small rebellions stitched into something that wasn’t built for softness or individuality.
This piece holds that tension.
Muted greens and earth tones carry the weight of duty, repetition, and restraint.
Then the color breaks through, unapologetic, a refusal to disappear inside the rules.
It’s not about rejecting where I came from.
It’s about what insisted on surviving inside it.
Not defiance for the sake of it…
just a quiet refusal to become invisible.
