Illustration · 2025 · In progress
Firestarter
A graphic novel set in a sealed lunar dome, where a woman destroys the plants that quietly make the air. Ink, mask, and the politics of breathing.
Who owns the air owns the city.
A dome where status is worn on the face — masked or bare — and the only honest currency is breath. The line work stays heavy and graphic, closer to a printing block than a pencil.
In a place that sells the air, breathing is a position.
