Our Presence

Since the dawn of the human, the skies have mystified those on earth.

Since the beginning, questions have always remained unanswered.

Until now.

This, is my public declaration of our presence here

I’ve spent enough time on Earth listening to other people explain what someone like me is supposed to be. There is always an opinion, always a label, always somebody telling me to tone it down.

I’ve done enough of that. Staying quiet never gets anyone anywhere here.

This painting is me increasing my volume.

I took the headlines, the sightings, the years of questions, and spray-painted my answer across them.

We are here.

And to every other alien on Earth who has been hiding pieces of themselves to make it through the day: I made this with you in mind.

I know what it feels like to have something you desperately want to create and wonder whether being seen is worth everything people might say

Consider this my declaration of,

Our presence, across your morning paper.

— Monarch