Tessa Maurer never had an inkling she was anything but an artist. She was convinced from the beginning that there had to be more. Perhaps it was growing up in Los Angeles, with its movies and madness and dreams, or the sometimes barren cement streets, or something far more integral than that. Whatever the cause, she’s never stopped searching—or finding.
Captured through drawing, found by the search of a camera’s lens, or crafted with words, there is always something new she can unearth. Drawn to faces, to characters, to tiny little worlds at the tips of leaves and in the scope of the sky, she shows you something you haven’t seen, or hadn’t noticed, before. And that makes you feel. There is no greater thing, no bigger endeavor, no greater world to reach, than the one sparked in the mind of another.