Sheri Alimonda

A life spent painting, brought out from a shell and into a voice, art gave me what I did not possess. It's sometimes odd, how you shift into a dreamlike state, as if there were a force you could not control moving the brush, you vanish into your mind and wake-startled-step back and see what has become. In front of you, a vision that makes you realize I am only the vessel, the work flows through me.