This is a series of illustrative bookart I created to pair with a recent piece of prose I wrote during my time in isolation. “Sinking beneath the surface of the nightThe sky and the ocean meld and split apart again,Indecisive lovers,Soft skin stretches across jutting bones,You pull your fingers through your hair and stretch upward, The long arching shape of your back,Casts shadows onto the bedr...

Summer is coming to a close, and fall is coming in. As with many people, fall is my favorite season. Spring has a wonderful feeling of renewal and revival, a breath of fresh air after winter; fall has that same feeling for me. As trite as it may sound, the trees shedding their leaves make me think of shedding old layers in myself, letting bad habits or unproductive routines detach from my branc...