After a few years, my art began gaining recognition, catching the attention of notable figures like Jhené Aiko and Rick Ross. As well as exhibitions in institutions such as the Museum of Science and Industry, Chicago. This opened the door to incredible opportunities. However, by then, I had gone all-in on painting—shutting myself off from other creative outlets.

Grief-stricken and lost, I found myself at rock bottom. In search of stability and healing, I moved back to my hometown—Mobile, Alabama. Surrounded by the love and support of my mother and family, I slowly began to piece myself back together.

During this time of reflection, I started thinking more deeply about my legacy and how I could use my art to give back in ways that went beyond the canvas. It was then that my mother revisited an old spark—my early passion for painting on clothing and objects—and suggested I turn it into something greater. She even had a name in mind: Mijoshski, in honor of my father.

At first, I dismissed the idea. But then…

Upon graduating from my program, with a renewed sense of purpose, a stronger foundation, and unwavering belief in myself and my work, I’m ready to take both my career and Mijoshski as far as they can go. I hope you’ll join me on this journey.