Vanessa Wimauma Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

Events for Everyone

This is a limited edition print of an original collage ACEO of mine. It is #7 in an edition of 9. It is signed on the back. This print is archival ink on laser.

Ever wander through the market on Front St.? It's quirky, mad busy sometimes, but sooo real. At times, traffic makes me mad – ugh, stupid honking bzzzt. But then, I've been like, "yo, relax, here comes a vibe!" Then, like, the chaos hushes, and it's all cosmic calm.

Wimauma: A 'borderland' of cultures where people take care of people