My visual representation of the language between man and women: cars for men representing power, muscle, status, and control, and women cast beside them as a shadow of that power. I lived like this for a while without realizing that no car, no person, no material possession can really reflect and define who you are - only your true, purest connection to yourself and your love can. 

I wish so much that all this hunger for power and control would give way to love, kindness, gratitude and the care for humanity and the earth. 

Let’s start taking care of each other, let’s start treating each other as equal, and let’s start standing up for one another.