16, Sioux Tribe
In this art piece I wanted to show my growth throughout my childhood. When I was younger, my mom got me baptized and made me go to church. I liked it a little at first but as I grew older it wore off. Growing up on the reservation is a tough thing. Neglect runs rampant, and my situation was no different. I’m privileged for what I have, but I dealt with family members abusing drugs/ect. I’m battling my own addiction, self harm aswell. When I was younger I was ashamed, but I’ve embraced every part of me in this piece.