🔥 Welcome to the Art Vault
This isn’t about pretty. This isn’t about perfect. This is where truth lives — raw, unedited, sometimes out of frame, but always real. The Art Vault is a sanctuary for healing through creation, a place to say fuck the algorithm and honor art as medicine.
For now, you’ll find my ASL dance videos here — messy, alive, and unapologetic. Soon, this Vault will grow to hold the voices of many. If you’d like to contribute your art, email artvault@theflameandthevoid.com for review and posting.
✨ Let us heal together.
𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒚’𝒔 𝒜𝒮𝐿 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈
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The rain isn’t just weather — it’s percussion, prophecy, and pulse. 🌧️🖤 In this piece, I step into the storm and let it carry me, signing the rhythm like a secret spell. Each motion is thunder made flesh, each beat a reminder that even in the downpour, I move. This isn’t polished performance — it’s rebellion choreography. It’s trauma alchemy. It’s my body saying: I am still here, I still dance, and the storm can’t drown me. Rockin’ to the rhythm isn’t about rainbows after. It’s about stomping, laughing, and swaying with the storm. It’s for every sacred weirdo who’s ever found joy in chaos and music in the madness. 🎶🌩️
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This piece was born in the chaos — messy camera angles, raw emotion, no polish. Just me, my hands, my body, and the truth. Performed in American Sign Language to “Joke’s On You” from Birds of Prey, it isn’t about being perfect. It’s about being real. The song itself is a scream of betrayal and survival, and through signing it, I gave voice to every time I was told to shrink, stay silent, or play nice. Every sign, every gesture, every broken frame is a reclamation: the joke’s on anyone who thought I’d disappear. Art doesn’t have to be clean to heal. It doesn’t have to fit the algorithm to matter. This performance lives here in the Vault as proof that even in fragments, the body remembers how to tell the story. ✨ Thank you for witnessing.