Where I've come from... Love is the operating system.
Its not about who you ought to be... its about who you want to be. We all go astray. What resides? What remains?
Watching colors bleed into each other the way feelings do... each wash is a mood I could not name with words.
Life is a playground, not a sentence. I got my money on the monkey bars.
What happens when you stop overthinking and let your body lead? Trust is a muscle you must exercise--headlessly.
When I sit with the parts of myself that won't settle, I am strong. We are vessels for, not servants to--emotion.
An Early sketch of who I might become
"You've changed." "We're supposed to..."
Example of what happens when we fail to extend love unconditionally.
I can do anything I set my mind to!
If something speaks to you... reach towards it.
Maybe nothing will come from it... or maybe they'll ask you to walk for them.
One of the most meaningful opportunities I have ever experienced.
If you're going through it, just know it's called "going through it," you're not gonna get stuck there, you're not gonna die, you're gonna survive.
Fire Island magic. Fog and lights and chosen family making memories that feel like dreams.
Dusk before the party. Quiet moment capturing what devotion looks like to nurturing the soft morning light.
Every experiment, drawing, and night photograph is evidence that creativity keeps life replicating.