Born Wild
Messy curls. Fractured color. A little chaos everywhere.
And somehow, right in the middle of it, she is completely at ease.
I wanted the wildness in this one to live everywhere—not just in her hair, but in the unexpected planes across her face, the restless background, the colors that don’t quite behave. Not chaos to overcome. Not something that needs taming.
Just part of who she is.
Born Wild explores the beauty of refusing to be neatly contained. Her curls spill outward, the world behind her moves in restless strokes, and her face breaks into unexpected planes of color—yet at the center of it all, she is completely at ease.
There is no taming the chaos here. The wildness isn’t something she is fighting or trying to escape; it is simply part of her. Bold, imperfect, instinctive, and entirely her own.
Acrylic on canvas, 18 × 24 in.
