In this project, I chose to illustrate the last stanza of Emily Dickinson's "I Felt a Funeral" by giving the words visual actions. I chose "I Felt a Funeral" because of how the poem conveys my experience of OCD. I once got stuck repeating it in my head, until I found the significance of the "then—" which places the funeral at a point in time and provides a bridge to the next thing.
Feedback is how I improve. As Extra Credits says, "Fail faster. No idea is made fully formed. Your ideas can't be precious. Your ego can't need protecting. Every failure is a chance to get it right."
Go right ahead! I'd also be happy to make small alterations for you, if you specify what you'd like. You can do that here.
I'm currently seeking people who want to be part of a nonprofit focusing on disabled-first design and radical accessibility. This project is on the list for what we make there. If you want to join, please get in touch!
