Ucile

Ucile is putting her hair up, or maybe letting her hair down. She grasps the weight of her hair before she … has a shower, starts her day, meets her lover, takes a nap, she is the natural woman of her time. A goddess in her own right, she is the average woman of our day, the one who works and walks, has friends and family, moods and tears, loves and wants, nights and days. We take her for granted, but without her we would live in poverty. She is everyone’s sister and friend, she has a shoulder to cry on and a warm heart.