SERENITY.
This series is an omen to the child of the island. I might live in a big city, but my heart belongs to palm trees and serenity. Coconut water and humility. Salty beaches, Caribbean cuisine, the ability of speaking my native tongue freely while chilling underneath a palm tree. At times the sun fades away underneath dark clouds of heavy rain that washes away my pain, unblocking the emotional blockage, showing me clarity’s way. These are all reflections washed on the shore by calming waves calling on to me. A reminder of all that I am and will be. Serenity.
