About Angie’s Twisted Studio Welcome to the desert’s most defiant little art bunker. I’m Angela—from Long Island, NY. I’m a trauma and every-form-of-abuse survivor, muralist, mutual aid gremlin, and unapologetic weirdo building legacy from Mojave dust. This is my studio, my sanctuary, and my signal fire for other creatives who’ve clawed their way through the chaos and still make beauty.
Expect: 🎨 Art with bite and heart 📜 Healing worksheets, snarky captions, survivor playbook entries, and a whole lot of whimsy grit 🐾 Cameos from Ms. Binkx—my emotional support fur baby and co-founder, who adopted me in Richmond, VA three years ago. Born on Halloween (same day as my son), she’s my rooftop familiar, grief compass, and cosmic anchor. She sits in silence, fills the emptiness with presence, and inspires both art and community rituals.
This ain’t just my studio—it’s yours too. Pull up a chair. Bring your weird. Let’s hear and see what y’all got to share & NO NEGATIVITY PLEASE!