This ceramic foot plate one of many of the foot dished i made in my garde 11 ceramics class its very fun and weird looking. this really highlights my weird and creative why with art and shows that i dont like to take art too seriously and would much rather create somthing that i think looks awsome but most importanly having fun and experimenting.

this is a souvenir from one of my favourite places ever, the Toronto zoo. this symbolized not only my love for the Toronto zoo but the animals and the community that is there aswell as bringing back alot of happy memories with friends and family.

this skittle art project of eebee from evil bongs (the first movie) took me a month long and really took me out of my comfort zone. it pretty much entirely out of skittles and there was alot of trial and error as i kept positioning the skittles and not liking it. the peice to me represent me being dedicated, having patience, amd taking risks with art. this is a masterpeice and im very proud of it.

my favourite piece of merch from my pope francis collection, this piece means a lot to me, although not for religious reasons, but as an inside joke + shared icon within an old friend group of mine. popefrancislover has been my username on parctically everything since then. and although i am not friends with the orgianly people anymore, to me this represent connection, humor, and great shared memories with friends.

this is a lucky charms box ive had since garde 10, i have used it to store many very special and important things to be. sometimes when im sad i will go through the lucky charms box and look at all the memories of things ive done in the past two year and remember really funny and happy experiences i had with friends and family.

what could be inside of the box?

this is a photo of little me with my childhood cat, im not exactly sure how old i am in this photo however considering the length of my hair i am five or six years old. i wont be sharing my childhood cats name on here because although i was not the one to name him and too young to know, his name was very racist. he was my favourite cat and my favourite thing in the whole world, and i would carry around a stuffed animal that was named after him and when i was sad i would chew on his eyeballs. when he died i was very sad, it was my first time experiencing death and grief as a child and it really effected me, i still remember being told that he died. after he died i chose to burry the stuffed aniaml with him. this photo reminds me of how much i loved him and how important conection is, even with aniamls, and about how grief and loss effected me as a kid.