


The way things look may not be the way they are. I have felt that there are many pitfall to being a young, black South African woman. One is that there are many people waiting to decide who are what you are before you can. I am previously disadvantaged, submissive, can not possibly be accomplished. The impending series of rings is an expression of the frustration I feel about feeling that others have decided who i am or should be, so i don't make decisions about the rings until I'm making them. They still have the quality of not making sense until worn. I am intrigued by this quality.
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