Cheekyda

I am Cheekyda.

A storyteller, a dreamer.

Cheekyda was born from a rooftop, a wave and a boy named Mr. X who saw my mind before the world taught me to hide it.

This is my weekly love letter to you. To the brilliant, electric, unapologetic human being you were — and STILL ARE.

One story, one memory, one painting - the words tell it, the canvas feels it.