A Bathtub of One’s Own
2019

Ever since I was a little kid, I’ve always loved to draw. Nothing pleased me more than a blank white page and a medley of Crayola markers, and the art gallery on our fridge was in constant rotation. After finishing the fourth Harry Potter book and coming to the maddening realization that the fifth one wouldn’t be released for years, I decided to write and illustrate the next installment myself (I was 7—it was terrible). But over the years, I drew less and less. I took a few art electives in high school and briefly considered an art major in college, but I never thought I was good enough and eventually I let these little illustrations fade away completely.

Recently, I brought them back! I’m a little rough from years of neglect, but the joy drawing gave me as a wee babe is still there.

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