Paper Dreams

About the Project

This one is personal.

As a musician, I've spent years carrying the quiet dream of putting out an album — of having something to hand someone and say this is what I sound like. The reality is that solo production is its own craft, and one I haven't fully learned yet. But a dream deferred isn't a dream dead. So I gave myself a brief.

The cover needed to capture exactly what this project is: wishful. Fragile. Real enough to touch, but impossible to hold onto for long. I wanted the viewer to feel the artwork before they fully understood it — to practically sense the crinkle of old paper beneath their fingers as their eyes moved across the image.

At the center is a photograph of a younger me, guitar in hand, looking up into a night sky filled with paper stars. Each star carries the faint scrawlings of wishes. The textures layer deliberately — worn paper, deep sky, handwritten thought — because dreams exist at exactly that intersection of the physical and the hoped-for.