This zine is about the space people take up in my life and what it feels like when they’re gone. My least favorite thing: losing relationships. It comes out of frustration for loss that feels unjustified and unfair. Giving people the power to hurt. Being treated as a placeholder, then being forced out. Saying goodbye before they’re really gone. Watching it happen.

This is a zine created out of reflection over the course of two years. It pieces together colors, words and sketches from my journal, as well as some imagery and paintings from these abstract and fluid transitional years. In these pages, I invite you honestly into the slow and wonderful process of learning myself and the worth of my own voice.

These are relief-printed then distributed with empty space and stamps. They’re recollected through the mail as an attempt to make sense of what I believe, while creating a space for others to engage in the same conversation. The invitation to fill out a postcard provides space for participants to spend time with the question, and to find an honest way to put some words to what it is they hold as true.

The person to person connections are what inform my understanding and love of the world around me. I find myself frustrated with the expectation of what a standard 2x3.5” piece of paper must convey so I give business cards which speak what it means for me to be genuine in my relationships, stating what I can offer and what I’d like to be offered. These cards act as other cards do, as a form of social currency: representative of the promise of something greater. All are welcome to give and to take as much as they need and are able.

The question asked here allows for an infinitely wide range of answers. It allows for the viewer to interact; to think about what they find wrong, take a moment to record it, then leave it to chance whether others will be able to see. It allows for understanding, being heard, reaching back.

This is a collection of business cards I created for each of my 385 contacts I had saved on my phone at the time. From my One Time Best Friend to Sister, there is so much minimization that happens in a label. Business cards seem to exist to offer the promise of something. Though not a primary form of communication, they hold some value. And I will always wish for them to feel more honest.

A series of 15 risograph prints exploring responses from tell me something postcards. Each is a print-collage of illustration, paint strokes, and handwriting pulled from the respondents.

This project is about meditation and reflection on a few bits of sky color to put my awe of it onto paper. It’s about my perception of the vastness of it all and an attempt to find solid ground beneath it.

This is a grieving process. Each of these is created through finding myself left in the spaces around what has been lost, spending time with first the joys and then the sadnesses of words that now mean universes to me, discovering what colors and feelings exist there.