I’m about to ignore the rules of portfolio writing.
There is no real hero’s journey for these little illustrations of mine. Except in the sense that they represent my very own ongoing hero’s journey.
These are symbols that reoccur in my mind. Relics of my imagination. Glimpses of things that I value, dreams that I cherish, and lessons I’ve learned.
And really… what could be more artistic than that?
And so I present to you these framed glimmers for your consideration and enjoyment.
Relics of My Imagination

Lightning Struck Flower

Dark Academia Books and Flowers

Key to the Underworld

Guiding Light

Adventuring Fox

Misty Mountain Door

Galactic Eyes
