A limited seasonal print created for Fall 2026.
“The seasons change and so do I”
An original digital illustration turned to print about becoming, shifting, shedding, and growing through whatever season you happen to be in.
This piece was inspired by my own seasons of growth, especially the quieter, darker ones.
There have been periods of my life that felt like very little was happening on the surface, when really I was setting deeper roots into who I am. Learning myself. Letting old versions fall away. Becoming more comfortable with change, stillness, and the parts of growth that don’t always look beautiful while you’re inside them.
Fall always feels like a reminder of that.
The dark can feel intimidating. Change can feel like loss. But there’s also something incredibly hopeful about surrendering to a season instead of fighting it — letting things shift, trusting what’s taking root underneath, and allowing yourself to become whatever comes next.
The seasons change and so do I.
Not as something sad, but as something freeing.
A small celebration of becoming, created for Fall 2026. ☾
A limited seasonal print created for Fall 2026.
“The seasons change and so do I”
An original digital illustration turned to print about becoming, shifting, shedding, and growing through whatever season you happen to be in.
This piece was inspired by my own seasons of growth, especially the quieter, darker ones.
There have been periods of my life that felt like very little was happening on the surface, when really I was setting deeper roots into who I am. Learning myself. Letting old versions fall away. Becoming more comfortable with change, stillness, and the parts of growth that don’t always look beautiful while you’re inside them.
Fall always feels like a reminder of that.
The dark can feel intimidating. Change can feel like loss. But there’s also something incredibly hopeful about surrendering to a season instead of fighting it — letting things shift, trusting what’s taking root underneath, and allowing yourself to become whatever comes next.
The seasons change and so do I.
Not as something sad, but as something freeing.
A small celebration of becoming, created for Fall 2026. ☾
