i never even knew i was artistic. not really. it was mainly that i liked shoes and purses and tried random ways to hang magazine clippings on my walls. and doodling in school. always, the doodling. but i never knew that the purchases and plastering and penning was really my true self trying to find its way out. not until i was in college did i really feel the freedom to explore it, and only now do i really think i’m growing into who i always was, anyways.
this artistic venture is always one filled with uncertainty and joy. i like creating so i create. that’s as simple and as complicated as it is. sometimes i sell stuff so feel free to buy away.