Even though I am not a swimmer myself, I like water and its aesthetic qualities. I wanted to create a dream-like visual narrative of what it is like diving underwater, similar to what was being communicated in the haiku. This is why I chose to portray the water in an abstract way with varying lines and curves.

As a city, Syracuse doesn't quite compare to other places like New York City, but there are hidden gems. The art scene is out there—it's just a matter of being curious and asking around.

I selected this poem for its ability to distill the essence of fall into colors. The poem's imagery evokes a very familiar seasonal palette and grounds it in an experience many people in the Northeast Coast recognize. Now living in a place where seasonal change is very subtle, I find myself nostalgic for the visible transition of autumn leaves! My goal was to illustrate an accurate reflection of Syracuse in the fall using a calm, contemplative composition to celebrate the quiet beauty of a fleeting moment.