From the heart of Johannesburg she blooms -

an artist forged in theatre's womb.

A child of The School of the Arts,

where drama danced with beating hearts.

Creativity, her quiet twin,

dwelt deep within her tender skin.

In shadows where young minds may stray,

she found her light in words and frame.

Pen in hand, she bled her soul,

with Plath and Swift to guide her role.

Twelve years behind the lens she’s stood,

her mother’s shadow, understood.

A second shooter, eyes still wide,

learning fast with fire inside.

Though life cut short her formal quest,

she built her dream with tireless zest.

She crafts her stories frame by frame,

with moody light and fashion’s flame.

Each image sings of soul and skin,

of culture, self, and truth within.

Through laughter, trust, and subtle art,

she captures essence, soul, and heart.

And when the shutter finds its close,

a little piece of truth still glows.