Visual Artist & Storyteller (Design × Poetry)
13 Oct 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
The server room hummed with the sound of ending things. Sara pressed her palm against the projection field, knowing the warmth she felt was merely electrical interference, yet treasuring it like sunlight through winter glass. The countdown timer in...
8 Oct 2025 6 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
The photograph arrived on a Tuesday, slipped under Noor's apartment door in a manila envelope with no return address. She almost threw it away—another piece of junk mail, probably—but something about the weight of it made her pause. Inside was a sin...
28 Sep 2025 4 minute read 2 comments Prompted Beauty
The fifth-floor corridor always felt colder than the rest of the building. Tonight, the cold was a living thing, seeping through the soles of Idris’s worn-out shoes. It wasn't the usual draft from the old window frames; it was a profound, waiting st...
22 Sep 2025 5 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
The Night I Fell Through My Phone Screen Last Tuesday, at exactly 3:47 AM, something peculiar happened. I was scrolling through my phone, half-asleep, when suddenly the screen began to ripple like water. Before I could process what was happening, I f...
13 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate 🌿Verse form this art... She holds the receiver like a conch shell,pressing the ocean of static to her ear—listening for the tide of distant voicesthat once washed ashore in her living room. The red light doesn't illuminate; it hau...
3 Sep 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate 🌿A short story, born from this art... Marcus discovered death wasn't an ending—it was the world's first honest pause. For thirty-seven years, he'd lived like a man being chased by silence. His days blurred together in a symphony o...
30 Aug 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate 🌿A short story, born from this art... In the dim hours when night clung stubbornly to the world, I found her—or perhaps she found me. I'd taken the scissors to my hair just days before, standing over the sink in that cramped bathr...
22 Aug 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate 🌿A short story, born from this art... The rain hadn't stopped since dusk, a relentless whisper against the window of the old Ford. Outside, the world was a canvas of deep grays and deeper blacks, broken only by the pulsing, arteri...
17 Aug 2025 1 minute read 1 comment Prompted Beauty
There is a precise, almost surgical neatness to a photograph. It captures a moment, cleans it up, and frames it for eternity, silencing the beautiful noise that came before and after. It lies by telling a single, tidy truth. But what if an art...
16 Aug 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate A short story, born from this animation. The Bloom and I were old acquaintances. For months, it had been the first and last thing I saw in my digital world—a silent, static flower frozen in a state of perfect, corporate serenity on...
