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Working on a mobile-friendly portfolio for all of my creative work!

Sneak peak at a digital diary entry I did. I will post my recent ones someday when I gather more.

I penned a new term for what I deem a “Commonplace Garden” a mirage of both a commonplace notebook and digital garden, but in a physical form. Using a bullet journal as my canvas, I plan on utilizing this notebook as a visually pleasing, aesthetically-adorned conduit for miscellaneous wisdom that I collect. Quotes, excerpts, ideas, project visions, creative to-dos, and inspirations. I have a theory that if I make this commonplace notebook more visually pleasing than my others, that perhaps I will revisit it more frequently. I aim to draw on the wisdom that I hoard within the journal to cultivate new ideas and nourish original yet interconnected revelations. I define a Commonplace Garden as follows:

“A mental refuge, a repository for threads of knowledge, ideas, inspiration, & sentimental fragments. It is a talisman of self-development & conscious reflection— a potentially life-changing tool that when reviewed may give way to new connections and creative epiphanies— nourishing your inner wellspring of wisdom.”

Some of the discontinued clothing I designed:

All of the beautiful little things of a new novel blooming. Making moodboards, conspiring playlists, and video-editing… someday this novel will be done and i’ll look back at it with so much love, impressed by what I accomplished. I am already proud of what I have achieved so far.

No, I don’t watch reality tv, I just obsessively read the drama-fueled diary entries of a woman from the 1920s who had multiple affairs with both men and women. I’ve been reading Anaïs Nin for 7 years and her life is so entertaining & scandalous. Despite all her betrayals, she’s my literary twin flame

My favorite reaction to my friend reading my novel.. yes I torture my characters

An aesthetic and interactive envelope within my journal of my favorite memorable text messages from my lover.

I collect vintage cards from the 1950s-1960s!

Casually reading my novel at my newly anointed desk, swathed in incense

“Our books are mere extensions of ourselves, the literature we are fond of tells a story of inner conquest, reflecting our manifold selves. Each novel adds to our personal experience. We live many lives in the pages of books, and we absorb the knowledge of the text, profiting off of its wealth in the intricacies of our psyche. It lavishes us in new meanings, embroidering wisdom into our minds, every fictional quest is a lived experience— countless worlds open before us, and we are pilgrims in every page.” —Harley Claes, journal entry