I spent all of 2025 letting go of everything I had created before to birth this project. I ended birthing a more real me.

When I started creating ”Flowers”, the inspiration came from the nickname my friends had given my partner. But, it very quickly took on a life of it’s own.

A woman with curly hair and earrings is smiling in a lush garden surrounded by pink flowers and green foliage. She is wearing a dark denim top and jeans.

“Flowers” became the submarine I captained as I dove deep into my childhood and it’s influences; the artists I grew up loving from the 90’s and 2000s, the hopes and aspirations I had pinned on the American dream as a zillennial immigrant, and how my story living here in America from 2015 to now wove itself into the tapestry of my family - a people forced to migrate from their pind - and the feeling of not belonging to any one place but rather to the people that survived so much to eventually birth me.

View through an open wooden door to a small outdoor patio with a round table, a folding chair with pink cushion, surrounded by pink bougainvillea flowering bushes and green foliage.
Two women are in a cozy, warmly lit kitchen with wooden cabinets and a window. One woman has curly dark hair and is wearing a patterned top with red accents. The other woman has short dark hair and is wearing a colorful, patterned sweater. They are standing close together, smiling and appear to be engaged in conversation, with the woman in the sweater holding a flower.

“Flowers” celebrates friendship, community, queer love, grief and family with a ferocity that feeds off the tangible hope baked into my childhood in the 2000s. It also departs from structures like hustle culture, capitalism, patriarchy and any sense of racial supremacy, because those are the very things that prevent hope from turning into real action.

Woman with curly dark hair wearing a patterned sleeveless top and red lace skirt, smiling and holding a bouquet of pink and white flowers inside a room with stained glass windows.

If ever you want to know my heart - you can know it through every word, line, melody and beat of this project. If ever you want to show me yours, tell me what you felt when you first heard “Flowers”. <3

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