12×12 Mixed Media
Not all maps are drawn on paper. Some are made of people, of skills learned young, of communities that arrive exactly when they’re needed and stay for a lifetime.
This piece returns to one of those moments — a youth fellowship discovered in adolescence that became the foundation for everything. The friendships that lasted. The way of living it quietly installed.
Rendered in spice and aged parchment against a teal and copper ground, it carries the feeling of old cartography — territories discovered, routes that changed everything. The star anise marks the points of a compass that has never stopped working.
12×12 Mixed Media
Not all maps are drawn on paper. Some are made of people, of skills learned young, of communities that arrive exactly when they’re needed and stay for a lifetime.
This piece returns to one of those moments — a youth fellowship discovered in adolescence that became the foundation for everything. The friendships that lasted. The way of living it quietly installed.
Rendered in spice and aged parchment against a teal and copper ground, it carries the feeling of old cartography — territories discovered, routes that changed everything. The star anise marks the points of a compass that has never stopped working.