I Am the Sun

$425.00

I stand with my arms outstretched, unable to shield my heart.

It is broken and exposed, not hidden, not protected—because there was a time when I could not close myself off without losing who I was.

I am bound by grief, wrapped tight in color and memory, unable to run from what has already taken root inside me.

I am faceless, because pain strips us of identity before it teaches us how to rebuild.

Still, I rise.

The sun rises.

Fire lives in my crown, strength spirals through my being, and light reflects from my coat even when I am held in place.

I am proof that even when the heart is wounded and the body is still, light does not abandon us.

I am the Sun.

I stand with my arms outstretched, unable to shield my heart.

It is broken and exposed, not hidden, not protected—because there was a time when I could not close myself off without losing who I was.

I am bound by grief, wrapped tight in color and memory, unable to run from what has already taken root inside me.

I am faceless, because pain strips us of identity before it teaches us how to rebuild.

Still, I rise.

The sun rises.

Fire lives in my crown, strength spirals through my being, and light reflects from my coat even when I am held in place.

I am proof that even when the heart is wounded and the body is still, light does not abandon us.

I am the Sun.

Grief Became My Identity
No Escape
No Escape
$425.00

“I Am the Sun” is a one-of-a-kind spirit figure created in early 2025 as part of an ongoing body of work exploring grief, vulnerability, faith, and survival. This piece exists in direct conversation with my other works “No Escape” and “Grief Became My Identity.”

The figure is intentionally posed in the shape of a cross or crucifixion. His arms are extended, leaving his broken heart fully exposed to the world—unable to close himself off or protect what has already been wounded. This posture reflects my lived experience of PTSD and grief, when my heart was open, raw, and easily hurt, and when indifference from others felt like arrows striking an already fractured soul.

Yet the sun kept rising.

The spiral on his hat represents sunshine, fire, and strength, while his crocheted jacket catches and reflects light—symbolizing warmth, protection, and the quiet presence of grace. His body is tightly bound in vivid color, expressing how grief can immobilize us even as life continues to move around us. He is faceless by design, because pain makes us universally vulnerable, dissolving individuality into something shared and human.

This piece is also deeply tied to my mother’s illness. As she suffered, her vulnerability made her a target—but I was sent to protect her, and that is what I did. When grief came for me afterward, protection arrived through nature, light, and the steady presence of the sun. This figure is both witness and testament to that truth.

🧵 Materials & Process

  • Needle felted wool spirit figure

  • Hand-crocheted wool jacket

  • Mixed fiber techniques

  • Approximately 20 hours of hands-on work

📏 Dimensions

  • Height: approximately 10 inches

  • Arm span: approximately 8 inches