Growing up in Scarborough, I saw how systems could fail—but the people never did. From Freetown to Malvern, healing was collective, spiritual, and often creative. Safe spaces gave me breath. Art gave me shape. Spirit gave me something to hold onto.
Now, my work lives at the crossroads of wellness, culture, and creativity. I’m not here to follow trends or fit inside boxes—I’m here to build something honest. There’s no blueprint for healing, no mold you have to fit. To each their own—in everything and anything.
What I create is a reminder: we’re not broken—we’re becoming.
Verso l’alto.
-Hazema