i’m about to graduate with a degree that doesn’t fully feel like mine.

for a long time, i thought i knew what kind of artist i wanted to be. i chased game design — building worlds, designing things that felt impressive, trying to make work that other people would like.

somewhere along the way, i stopped recognizing myself in it.

so i started returning to the things that felt honest. smaller things. softer things.

my posts are a collection of what helped me find my way back.