Journal

I stumbled upon a journal entry of mine from 4 years ago. I was struggling with feeling restless in my creative journey, making me feel hopeless and without purpose. I remember crying on the living room couch while writing in...

Ever since I could remember, I've had the most unusual dreams about colors I've never seen and shapes I didn't know my brain could create. Over the years, I've used several forms of creative mediums to communicate what I saw whenever I closed my eyes. While searching for this outlet, my soul was seeking; this is the journey it led me on.