During my fourth and final year at art school I researched the accessibility of art and how to improve it. I engaged in various visual projects focused on achieving this goal.
During this period my sketchbook started to fill with pictures. I didn't think much of them because I didn't have a noble cause or a just reason for making them.
By chance my teacher picked up the book and started asking questions about the illustrations. That was when I realized what they where.
Metaphors for my own struggles, emotions, intuitions, and desires in the prospect of life after graduation.