PAINTINGS + PRINTMAKING
"I thought I failed, for no elixir nor potion nor stone could preserve the boy in me, could ungray the hairs on my head, could give me the gift of forever life. I realized, though, as my breaths faded, that we came from crushed stars, and perhaps I am headed there again. My true want was not to live forever, but for something, someone, to remember me.
zines and prints.