Meaning is What You Make it

Last night while I was working in my art journal, I was trying to express the realization that places will essentially always be there, but people won't. This realization lies so heavily on me because I've always thought I was the type of person who needed to live my life beside new places each day, … Continue reading Meaning is What You Make it


Here I Am

My favorite book, no questions asked, is Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. Jonathan Safran Foer has the most poetic way of writing novels that I have ever experienced. Hundreds of lines in that book dug a home into my soul and have been there since. But this isn't about that book (although I should probably … Continue reading Here I Am