I took this photo in Twin Lakes beach, Santa Cruz,Ca. I took it because I thought the birds looked beautiful.

This specific piece is part of a large body of work: a musical narrative (for a hypothetical movie!) conveyed through thematic material, musical puzzles, orchestration, compositional techniques specific to certain characters, and the emotional tone of each individual piece (or scene, if you will)!

"Pierced" is a short film about a young girl who, after being inspired by her friends, decides to get her ears pierced, but must overcome her fear of needles. This was inspired by my sister, Mia, who stars in the film, who wanted to pierce her ears, but was a little too scared to.

This is a part of a larger project in which I attempted to emulate Chiron Duong's photography style. My best friend modeled for me, posing in progressively more ethereal poses to show the transformation from a young girl to a transcending being.

This is a montage about th freedom running, put together using footage and audio from artlist.com.

I began to work on this project sophmore year when I had the idea to make a batman movie told from the perspective of the villains. I had wanted to be a filmaker for a long time, and I thought instead of just waiting for adulthood to start my filmaking journey, why couldn't I just start it as a teenager?

When I first wrote this poem, it was three am and I was taking a break from my biology homework. In my poem, I mention how I have always struggled with my literacy and school in general which came to me as a shock when I decided to express myself through writing.

My work is a summary about the life of a girl named Luna Romano

The writing is based on an article I saw about rich people using hypobaric chambers to prolong their lives. I thought the idea was ridiculous, so I decided to make this short story from the perspective of Death.

These three poems of mine, "Cinnamon Rolls," "Stained," and "Peace" are each deeply meaningful to me, and working on them has proved to be quite a cathartic experience. Each began as something so small, just seedlings of ideas, and have now been through so many stages of revision, and have grown into works that I feel I am very proud of.

For a long time, I was very shy and reluctant to speak about others, but I realized the importance of being outgoing after a trip to Turkey. I wrote this short story to show how life is too short to restrain yourself, and to stress the importance of being outgoing and having fun.

This poem is an enigma. The reader is left to probe around in the darkness, occasionally finding a paper limb or a butterfly. In the last two months, we’ve witnessed the dehumanization and murder of innocent human lives. We’ve witnessed the deprivation of natural human rights and freedoms on both Israeli and Gazan hostages.

I wrote this piece when I was home alone. The inspiration for this struck me late at night when I was sitting at my desk. As I was writing this, I was trying to capture the emotion of how it felt to leave your loved ones behind.

I wrote this piece as a person who has always found herself noticing the nature of people. To see people is something so important but can also be demoralizing when you begin to compare yourself to others.

My poetry is written in respect to my emotions; how I see the world, how I experience the world. With every word I hope to share my stories and thoughts, whatever they may be. Primarily, I love to write about love—all kinds of love—and its effects.

Fall In Light is a poem I wrote about Jeff Buckley, of the appreciation I feel towards his music and how devastating it is to be a fan of an artist who is dead and who you have never met before. I Am Not Real is a poem I wrote thinking about those times when we have an existential crisis or when we dissociate and how it feels to go through that. It´s scary and beautiful and weird, similarly to how it feels to dissociate.

This piece echoes the truth of our reality. People often choose to care about the things that suit them. When I look at our world and see war and destruction, and I see the way people have chosen to look away from disaster - I feel terrible.

Art doesn't come to me easily. I can stare and stare at a blank paper, holding a pencil, all ready to make art, and yet, nothing will come. It’s only in moments of intense emotions or moments of no emotions where I can get anything that I can be proud of.

In the symphony of nature, the metamorphosis of a butterfly represents a breathtaking crescendo, a testament to the beauty and resilience of life itself.

This is the first song iI have written and I really like how it turned out. It's about how even on a bad day there is always good parts of it. And how other people can make it better.