2022 Submissions
Hide and Seek
When taking this photo I wanted it to look like someone looking in from the outside, but with help from the people around me I came to the conclusion that it looked like someone was hiding.
Ocean Beach
The beach is my home place. The coast is where I belong. The medicine I take is the ocean air.
Morning Dew
This project was inspired by different white balance features on the camera, and a gorgeous array of colors caught my eye. They had a little bit of morning dew on them, and I thought the water in addition to the colors could make a beautiful image that makes the viewer feel like they are in nature.
Dew Flower
I took this photo on a cold morning when I was walking around and saw all the plants were covered in dew.
South Rim View
The true beauty of the Grand Canyon cannot be captured by any photo. When you are there is no longer a two dimensional object confined within a square.
Never Witnin Reach
For a majority of the artwork that I make, and end up liking, all ties into a certain memory or feeling that I strongly connect too.
Insomniacs Lament
I started writing during those sleep deprived hours, and the pieces I produced were some of my most vulnerable. These poems are designed to put you in the same emotional and mental state I found myself in at the times they were written.
Undone and Transitions
The piece I chose to submit is two individual poems. They’re very loosely connected, and I didn’t intend for people to view them as a collection, though they have similar themes and motifs.
Is That Child In Actual Danger
“Is That Child in Actual Danger” is a dark comedy about ignorance; a reflection of society and a satire of drama, reminiscent of the many Saturday Night Live gameshow sketches.
Getaway Car
A young girl confronts her father's violent secret and must choose between him and her childhood.
Moths, What Is Fate, Seer
My artistic process is healing. I write to express all the things I never could say out loud. My creative writing forces me to examine the rough and raw parts of myself and turn them into gold, something that can be used to further both myself and society. When I write, I embody the voices of those told to shut up, be small, and take up less space.
Not the Same
This short piece is about a subtle form of racism that I experienced in first grade that I never really understood until I was much older.
Swirling Water
My piece, Swirling Water, seeks to capture the entirety of that aspect of high school life. The story itself is directly inspired by my own experiences. Immediately after I returned home, with an enormous weight lifted from my shoulders, I put the experience to paper.
Perfection Screams a Weary Name
I come up with ideas of what to write primarily through observation. I drown out the constant bombardment of information and focus on the niches in daily life, such as the angle of the sunlight or the faint humming of the refrigerator.
Stuck Apart
Writing also allows me to feel pride in what I previously thought were painful or unnecessary thoughts. When I am able to write down my words on paper I can see the beauty of my own mind.