The name comes from an actual typo that appeared in a church bulletin when I was a baby.  It became an occasional nickname growing up, and eventually turned into a fitting artistic identity.

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“How could you reach the pearl by only looking at the sea? If you seek the pearl, be a diver..."  -Rumi

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In 2015, after repatriating to the US from Europe, I began weaning off of pharmaceutical antidepressants after 16 years of SNRI/SSRI use for "hereditary chemical imbalance," with severe discontinuation / withdrawal effects.  In 2016, I found myself infected with Lyme disease, Babesia, and Bartonella from an undetected tick bite.  These infections were slow to respond to treatment, leaving me with debilitating symptoms, reduced physical and mental capacity, and bringing my life to a screeching halt.  After the failure of Western medicine and worsening anxiety and panic, I dove into the sea of self-healing, Chinese Medicine, and nutrition.  By 2019 I realized not only did chronic illness come with PTSD, but the original "clinical depression" and chronic fatigue were themselves manifestations of C-PTSD, and 2020 brought the challenge of learning to heal trauma and reinvent myself during a pandemic. Thankfully this mess also brought frequent encounters with grace, a deeper (and deconstructed) relationship with God, and a whole new relationship with my Self.  I am returning to my roots of art and music, letting it flow through pain and joy, fear and hope, rather than be blocked by it.  Always a work in progress.