The moon shines down upon an open field, while you walk on the bare, crumbling cement of the path. The trees are welcoming but dark, and the night feels no place to wander.
My name is Jeremy, and I create, research, and teach comics and graphic narratives (and their overlap with anthropology, ethnography, media, communication, etc.). I am also a textile artists, and I am often up for doing work freelance/by commission -- ask me and see.
And now, a poem:
watching stars collide,
i breathe a sigh of wonder;
life so short, yet so long
jaro is short for jaromir and jaro means spring time, while also having connotations for blue time which i think is the perfect name for me what with my melancholy nature and my love/hate relationship with change/spring
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