Photo by Niko Navalta
Fridays are my days off. After a week of classes filled with writing papers, making illustrations, and attempting to go to bed at a normal time, Fridays are the days where I get to shut myself in my room and do absolutely everything and nothing. For me, being alone does not equate to loneliness. Instead, it is an opportunity to recharge and reflect, to design and derail, to energize and experiment. With this piece, I also tried something I do not do very often; I wrote a poem. It reads:
I breathe in: one, two,
Blue air flows into the room.
I breathe out: one, two.
Kindergarten 