When I decided to get my degree in photography I had no idea what to expect. I never would have called myself artistic or even talented. I was just a girl who loved her camera and thought poetically. I did a series of self portraits stating that I was a fallen angel, metaphorically speaking.
The years after I graduated high school and moved out on my own were the darkest in my life. To be honest all I wanted to do was die. I had given up.
But hope wasn’t lost. I found myself in art and in God and I arose from the dead.