Thendara M Kida-Gee

In November of 2011 after about a year of "issues" I began a journey to healing that included blood tests and a new look at the food I was using to fuel myself , and my family.​

I have Celiac disease, I never heard of it til I had it.​

Even with all my research I couldn't get it right ​for about 6 months - I had no idea there were cross reactive foods and other allergies which came about from my increased intestinal permeability. Additionally I had no idea that basically a huge list of complaints through out my whole life was due to poisoning myself with gluten, on and off depression- guess who? Gluten.

This was coming out of years of painful darkness.

Two years on and I am feeling much better thank you.​

This was a challenge to make. I broke my hand prior during a Friday night dog walk gone wrong.  Disgruntled and  Gimipfied a creative outlet was needed.

This was the biggest recycled landscape to date ​with the tiniest pieces, somehow I refined a process even with dominant paw disabled.

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My name means edge of the forest in Iroquois. The more I know of the forest the less I want to leave.

"Will Nature Make a Man of me yet?"​

-Morrissey

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This piece was created just after the earthquakes hit and the occurrence of  the Fukushima Nuclear disaster.

During this period I thought much about the Nuclear reactivity of the area in which I live the Pacific Northwest. It's beautiful here after being ten years on the not so tree lined streets of London. There are trees just not enough once you spend a few weeks in the North cascades (or name your favorite forested area here.) I think about Hanford, and the military base in Bremerton and the base over on Marrowstone Island where they load the nuclear submarines. Nuclear energy has scared the bejeezus out of me since Reagan talked about the Star Wars Missile Project on Prime Time.​ I never was scared that anyone was going to get us , but ourselves.

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Grass interfering with three leafed clovers.