„Before I knew it, I was hyperventilating, crying, shaking, begging my mom to make it go away, praying God would let me sleep,” she says. After the panic attack finally resolved, Crawford was a changed person.

“I remember nothing looked the same anymore. It’s like everything was muted . . . or even just different hues than before. My world was gone. And I’ve never found it again.”

Through this body of work, I am visually interpreting my own emotional and physical journey so that others may be able to understand this weight that so many bear in our society, Anxiety bars the sufferer from the risk of discovery, the desire to explore new ideas, and the possibility of exiting a comfort zone. It makes sure that it will never be alone. It finds you when you’re in the midst of joy, or alone in your own mind.


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