For they (art and music) are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.

—C.S. Lewis

Hannah Zello 3/9/25 Hannah Zello 3/9/25

Medicine for a Little Moon

Hannah Zello 1/23/25 Hannah Zello 1/23/25

Synapses

Sometimes, universes of human creativity aren’t birthed all at once, but by slow synapses repopulating the black…

Hannah Zello 12/19/24 Hannah Zello 12/19/24

The Empire

Hannah Zello 5/31/24 Hannah Zello 5/31/24

Creative Satiation

Hannah Zello 5/12/24 Hannah Zello 5/12/24

Deleting the Universe

Hannah Zello 9/13/23 Hannah Zello 9/13/23

Two Decades of Daydreams

on maladaptive daydreaming and coming into my own as a Christian creative