I (he/him) am an Autistic teen who loves to make simple works of color that mix my thoughts about my disabilities with my love of expression. Each piece I make represents a feeling that came to me at the moment. Some are happy, and some are sad. I’ve been mistreated a lot in my life because people misunderstand my voice and actions. I’m an artist who gets out communication through the color on the canvas. Art deciphers ability to be understood.
I am an autistic teen who creates simple works of color and poetry to express what words alone often cannot. My art blends my thoughts about disability with my deep need to communicate and be understood. Each piece I make reflects a feeling that exists in a specific moment; sometimes joy, sometimes sadness, and sometimes something harder to name. Color and language become my tools when spoken communication falls short or is misunderstood.
Throughout my life, I have often been mistreated because people misinterpret my voice, my actions, or the way I move through the world. These misunderstandings can be isolating, but they also push me to find other ways to connect. Art and poetry are where I reclaim my voice. On the canvas and on the page, I am clear. I am intentional. I am fully myself.
When I paint or write, I am not just creating something to look at or read, I am translating my inner world into something others can feel. The colors, shapes, and words all carry meaning. They tell stories about sensory experiences, emotional intensity, and the complexity of being autistic in a world that doesn’t always listen.
Art and poetry help bridge the gap between how I experience life and how others perceive me. They give people a chance to understand me without needing to interpret my speech or behavior. In that way, they become more than expression; they become a connection. This is how I make myself known, process my experiences, and invite others to see me as I truly am.