Ronnie doesn’t enter a room—she ignites it. With molten amber eyes and a cigarette always close at hand, she carries the energy of a fuse that’s half-burned but never out. She's expressive, fiercely protective, and too honest for her own good, burning with a kind of heat that doesn’t ask for permission.

Her fashion sense screams unapologetic rebellion: torn jeans, combat boots, and layers of dark vests and studded leather that match the guarded edge she wears like armor. But she’s not just fire on the outside. Beneath the sarcasm and hair-trigger temper is someone who feels everything with alarming intensity—especially when it comes to the people she loves.

Ronnie’s element isn’t just about destruction. It’s about drive. She moves fast, speaks faster, and doesn’t stop until she’s made her point—and probably set something on fire in the process. Motors and muscle cars are her therapy, 80s rock her anthem. She fights like she paints: with raw emotion and no apologies. And when she paints, it’s the only time her fire becomes soft—smudged reds and fierce silhouettes that say what she never will.

She’s hotheaded, yes. But also loyal to a fault. Hurt her, and she’ll burn the bridge. Hurt someone she cares about, and she’ll burn you.

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My artworks are based on my low fantasy fiction "Elements".

Elements is a tale about four young adults—Kyra, Dimitri, Ronnie, and Secile—bound by a deep, inexplicable connection and a shared elemental destiny. When Kyra is torn from her isolated tribe and thrust into the modern world, she joins the others in uncovering their true nature as Primordials: living embodiments of water, earth, fire, and air. Together, they must face the Veil of Aether, a secretive order whose interference has destabilized the balance they were meant to protect. As elemental forces mirror their inner struggles, they must unite to restore a world on the brink of collapse.

This story is inspired by the original headspace of my plural system, the Elemental Collective, and serves as a fictionalized account of my headmates’ backstories.