I have a curse of falling down rabbit holes. When I find myself in these deep tunnels I develop hyperfixations. Whether it be on fantasies, media, people, or anything that grants me joy and control over my deepest insecurities. These obsessions are only absolved through creation and my full envelopment in the universes of my artwork. These worlds I manifest and build using the most boundless tool of scale and ability: the humble computer. Through my use of digital media, I am able to get lost in a grand process of mapping these rabbit holes. Meanwhile, my brain is left to analyze the workings of my hyper-fixations, which inevitably land me in existential traps. Traps of rigid identity, emotional paradoxes, and an all-pervasive helplessness. The only way out of the deep core of the rabbit hole is to just remember how funny it is that I’m the rabbit who dug the holes.