Original artwork, oil pastel and colored pencil
A time capsule depicting the house on the opposite corner from my childhood home. For the longest time, it decayed while I crunched the seed pods from the honeysuckle tree beside it every fall. This home did end up getting some love in recent years, but I fondly remember the way it was when I was a kid—falling apart. I liked to imagine the history it had and how it looked inside. So with this piece, I tapped into a colorful palette. Bold and exaggerated, like looking through a child's eyes: specifically, my own. 𝘈𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 is extra special to me as the reference is one of my earliest pictures from the start of my photography journey at 14.
Original artwork, oil pastel and colored pencil
A time capsule depicting the house on the opposite corner from my childhood home. For the longest time, it decayed while I crunched the seed pods from the honeysuckle tree beside it every fall. This home did end up getting some love in recent years, but I fondly remember the way it was when I was a kid—falling apart. I liked to imagine the history it had and how it looked inside. So with this piece, I tapped into a colorful palette. Bold and exaggerated, like looking through a child's eyes: specifically, my own. 𝘈𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 is extra special to me as the reference is one of my earliest pictures from the start of my photography journey at 14.