I have given up on social media entirely, committing to focusing on my own artistic and human growth. It feels as though I have outgrown the need to share and insert myself into the world. I reek of pander and inaction. To remedy this, I must look inward and find what it is I should be giving to the world, via the tangible and the good-willed. My my, when this pandemic is over, should I survive it (one never knows), I will venture out into this world and give and give until I have found a place amongst the community. Democracy is in the every day action, surely. Activists know this. The inactive, who sit in their houses and think only of themselves and the small lives at their fingertips cannot know or appreciate the power of community. I had it once, I now realize, and lost it at a young age. I lost many communities, to age and to death. I must no longer wait human connection to be offered to me, I must seek it for myself. I must believe in other people.

If you are still here at the depth of this post (or perhaps your eyes are stuck from the eye roll), I will let my intention be known: here, I will experiment with visuals and words to help gain a firmer foundation on a wider world, as it broadens around me. I will dedicate my time to independent study of language and the history of art and how cultural movements shape society and its role in the future. I will attempt to predict the future.

There are specific themes I wish to tackle in my art and writing:

future of design
fearless self expression
what it is like to be alive each day I live
the toll of efficiency
confronting inner god(s)
humanity’s future via
- stewards of earth and nature
- equality
- anti-racism
- justice
- mythology
- dropping the White narrative

The road ahead is long, long as my lifetime, but I hope I can find some truth.

Let’s begin.