Kevin Consumes a Supernova

I’ve taken comfort in the kindness that’s sheltered me from storms. Something as fundamental as our love for one another felt more naturally expressed in carefree abandon. Strokes of technicolour, child-like doodles, and handwritten annotations are attempts to visualise love’s intoxicating mix of joy and vulnerability in the same disarming and intimate way it exists inside of us. Like a supernova bursting from inside us: it’s big, it’s messy, it’s love, stupid!