It all started when...
One of my best friends in college gave me the nickname Mama Voodoo, which then would become M. Voodoo, and then Voodoo, and then V.
I go by many names, all in an effort to surpass my limitations, yet I maintain my authenticity. What you see is what you get. And although, as an artist, I am an open book, I remain an enigma to myself. Therefore, it is my hope that through raw journal entries I can break down my own walls, the barriers of others, and extend beyond all borders that confine us all.