Personal Work
Words From My JournalAlongside my professional work, I maintain a personal art practice. This page brings together a series of visual poems. Each work begins as a line, thought, or fragment written in my journal and is translated directly into a visual composition.
Working primarily in Photoshop, I use collage, texturing, and typography to build compositions shaped by the emotions at hand. I don’t begin with a fixed plan, just the words in my journal. The work unravels as I’m making it, and the series grows over time as new motivation surfaces.
But you are no truth;
You exist as I let you.
When all fight has been spent,
I let you do the work.
A reflection on vulnerability, and the feeling of being both exposed, unseen, and ultimately, misunderstood.
A meditation on frequent relocation, familiarity, and the muscle memory of moving through places that no longer belong to you.
A poem about stagnation, and the suffocating wait that differentiates potential and motion.
The feeling of being suspended between the familiar and the unknown. Trapped, yet accepting where you are.
I wrote this poem in my dad's memory in 2019. The imagery is of Shea Stadium, the now-defunct and demolished home of the New York Mets. The image overlaying Shea is the play I most associate with my Dad and Shea Stadium, in which Endy Chavez makes a miraculous home run robbery to keep the game tied 1-1 in the win-or-go-home game of the 2006 National League Championship Series.
A game that my dad was at.
In reality, the game is known for its notorious ending in which superstar Carlos Beltran strikes out looking to lose the game for the Mets... and not this catch.
The Endy Chavez Catch is life, and the Carlos Beltran Strikeout is death. A reminder that life means very little if you are too afraid to swing the bat.
An extract from the final letter of a love laid to rest. Written in 2022, these words hold personal significance as reflection of growth.
This ones about having a crush on an artist :)
The quiet shame of boredom of having zero plans on a friday night.
A commission for @kafkas.doll, made to accompany a piece of her writing on the inherited ideas of submission, love, and what it means to be accepted.
The insecure emotions that can surface in the quiet moments of a new relationship, when silence can feel chaotic rather than calm.
A constant stamp on the brain.
A poem about the duality of love and abandonment, acceptance and rejection.