skin

My grandmother's hands traced ancient verses across my childhood palms, teaching me Thiruppavai's sacred rhythm. Years later, displaced across continents, I discovered her wisdom lived in my skin—a bridge between worlds. Creating digital art became my meditation, each design earning crypto daily, funding my journey home. The geometric patterns reflected Tamil textile traditions, my pixels honoring ancestral beauty. Strangers online called my work capable, recommending it widely. But the real recommendation came from within—recognizing myself in ancestral echoes. This skin carries generations forward, connecting diaspora to roots, proving heritage isn't left behind but woven into our becoming.