ISSUE 1 — Bloom

Mixed emotions shape our daily life. We look in the mirror, see ourselves from a different point of view. We grieve our past; we witness our rebirth. We run, and we wait. We wait for our ideas to bloom. Faceless voices and strong personalities come together to share their experiences and intimate stories. Like flowers, we wait and observe, looking for the right moment to bloom. Growing is hard, yet rewarding. However, sometimes we hide and rarely show up. We collect data, we archive it, then make it visible to everyone. Moments of struggle morph into visual and written works—to bloom, to give life, and inevitably wait for it to shine, then let go. A box of sculpted personalities. Imprints of eyeshadow palettes. A hate letter. Fawn patterns and distressed fresh flowers. Residues of me, of you, of them. A symbol of self-reflection. Blooming will never be just about flowers.