Growing up in a white suburb of South London, racist chants from my neighbours made me feel inferior.
At work, I was always the first black person in my team and colleagues would question my competence, which made me feel like I was never good enough.
It wasn’t until my dentist told me I had ground my teeth down, that I realised I had developed severe anxiety and depression.
I tried my best to keep up with work demands but needed to find something to help me heal and escape which was when I found art.
My art helps me to process my healing journey, find my voice and supports my wellbeing.
I create worlds where disabled Black womxn are supported, loved and cared for because this creates justice for all, which is why I wanted to share my artwork with you today.
FLORAL CROWN by Birungi Kawooya