Illustrations for a personal project on spirituality.
Why do we long for a love out of this world, the desire to believe in something unseen?
This project was inspired by my grandpa who gave me a bible and a personalized packet of catholic handouts on Thanksgiving. I dove in, reading to understand, to make meaning of it all. I came up for air, realized the meaning I was trying to assign was arbitrary to me, that I already knew what I believed… that my guardians, my guides, are here on Earth.
I choose the fear of reality, of loving these heavenly bodies in our physical realm, here in my body. My belief is in the Saints that sin with me, the Angels that protect my heart, the friends that answer my prayers and my texts. Here are a few of them.