My story is captured and lives forever in my childhood photos. I am the one who carries the truths I had to figure out; how to hide from any adult retributions and retaliations when I was so little and just stood poker-faced for the camera:
- As a toddler in full pinafore-dissociation;
- As a sweet, loving five-year-old cradling Midnight the cat, hiding dark, disturbing secrets no child should ever have to lug inside her sacred psyche; and
- As the eight-year-old Great Sacred Girl in my first Mythographs, I was resolute and determined to figure out this place of insanity and to live to tell about it—no matter what it took, no matter how long. My eyes say it all.
We have nothing but our stories. It is why we arrive here. It is our Ultimate Female Power. Whether you volunteered for good or bad intentions, your story is your Character and Calling, lived, and reflected in your childhood photographs—your Phoetics. They may carry cartoon characters, or echo archetypal figures from books and films the child in you recognizes as the real-life scary and sacred background characters of your own true-life story.
