WEAVER EE-JIN BRONTE
National Junior College
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2020
An Apartment In A World I Can only Call My Own
Illustration

As individuals, we inform every space we occupy. Our surroundings are a reflection of our inner selves, each individual chosen object a manifestation of some part of who we are. Entering someone’s space means entering something personal, something sacred: a place that only they can call their own. In this piece I explore how we curate our persona and shared spaces, and how our presence bleeds into spaces we occupy, even when we are not there.

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2020
An Apartment In A World I Can only Call My Own
Illustration

As individuals, we inform every space we occupy. Our surroundings are a reflection of our inner selves, each individual chosen object a manifestation of some part of who we are. Entering someone’s space means entering something personal, something sacred: a place that only they can call their own. In this piece I explore how we curate our persona and shared spaces, and how our presence bleeds into spaces we occupy, even when we are not there.

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2020
An Apartment In A World I Can only Call My Own
Illustration

As individuals, we inform every space we occupy. Our surroundings are a reflection of our inner selves, each individual chosen object a manifestation of some part of who we are. Entering someone’s space means entering something personal, something sacred: a place that only they can call their own. In this piece I explore how we curate our persona and shared spaces, and how our presence bleeds into spaces we occupy, even when we are not there.

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2020
An Apartment In A World I Can only Call My Own
Illustration

As individuals, we inform every space we occupy. Our surroundings are a reflection of our inner selves, each individual chosen object a manifestation of some part of who we are. Entering someone’s space means entering something personal, something sacred: a place that only they can call their own. In this piece I explore how we curate our persona and shared spaces, and how our presence bleeds into spaces we occupy, even when we are not there.

0
2020
An Apartment In A World I Can only Call My Own
Illustration

As individuals, we inform every space we occupy. Our surroundings are a reflection of our inner selves, each individual chosen object a manifestation of some part of who we are. Entering someone’s space means entering something personal, something sacred: a place that only they can call their own. In this piece I explore how we curate our persona and shared spaces, and how our presence bleeds into spaces we occupy, even when we are not there.

Junior College 2
An Apartment In A World I Can only Call My Own 2020 Illustration

As individuals, we inform every space we occupy. Our surroundings are a reflection of our inner selves, each individual chosen object a manifestation of some part of who we are. Entering someone’s space means entering something personal, something sacred: a place that only they can call their own. In this piece I explore how we curate our persona and shared spaces, and how our presence bleeds into spaces we occupy, even when we are not there.