StrumpA.R.T - Trudi Reid

What is ... ©StrumpA.R.T

For as long as I can remember, dance has been the thing that filled my cup. It still is — and probably always will be — but it’s no longer as present in my day-to-day life as it once was. There’s still plenty of dancing—around the house, in my head, and in my heart—but not quite in the professional way it used to be. And when that kind of creativity sits idle, it finds ot

her ways to rise to the surface. It manifests in new forms — until you find another way to light up your soul. For me, that outlet became art. I don’t consider myself an artist. It started with poems — scratched on paper in the middle of the night or stuck in my head while working. They came to me while driving, in moments of emotional crisis, or unexpected joy. Then, I started to play with putting them on canvas. Just for me. Just to give the creativity somewhere to go. Now, 20 years on, it’s taken yet another turn. I found my new way to dance. My poems are my movement — the choreography. My photographs are the music — reshaped and re-imagined beyond their original form, to express something deeper than what the lens first saw. Together, they’ve become © StrumpA.R.T
And now... I’m ready to share them.