Welcome to my corner of the internet. I’m Nova — I make messy art, collect scars, and chase quiet nights where I can breathe. This is where I stash scraps of myself — some rough, some fragile, some still bleeding into the margins, all glowing in jade.
Currently sketching: girls with knives, scribbled band logos, and too many unfinished zines.
“Some scraps bleed harder than others.”