Pasted Mind: Open Your Golden Gate
San Francisco shaped me into who I am today; if I had lived anywhere else, I wouldn’t be the same person at all. With this collage, I wanted to create the feeling of an organized mess, because I think it represents San Francisco well. For every downtown crowd to push through, there’s an empty cafe […]
Pasted Mind: Origin Story
For my second collage, I decided to focus on my family and roots – Russia. For me, being Russian meant going to church and practicing Orthodoxy, so I tried to make that the main theme of this collage. I also drew myself as different matryoshka dolls, because of the memories I have of playing with […]
After the Storm: All is Lost
my stage of grieving: relapse
After the Storm: Bruised
my stage of grieving: anger Photo Credit: Michelle Ton
A Thousand Sleepless Nights: Wildflowers
From darkness to the brightest of sunlight they emerge The smallest of green tendrils that tie together above and below The perfect definition of a bridge between
After the Storm: Panic Attacks
my stage of grieving: denial
Suicide Notes to Myself: But It’s Not
Dear Reagan, One of your pet peeves is being out of the loop. You hate being the only one who doesn’t know something in a group of people who do know. There were a couple of times this happened when your friends were clearly discussing something of importance. They whispered to each other and all […]