Meet Jess, a

Graphic Designer & Writer

living in Colorado.

Young woman with long brown hair smiling outdoors, holding her plaid shirt collar, with trees and bench in background, late afternoon sunlight.

 

What I am writing and being curious about…

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They who have eyes to see, let them see Barbie
They who have eyes to see, let them see Barbie
Tick Tick…Boom! and John Lennon By the Sea
Tick Tick…Boom! and John Lennon By the Sea
Hell Houses & Halloween
Hell Houses & Halloween
Thoughts & Observations on Midnight Mass
Thoughts & Observations on Midnight Mass
Five Years of Lemonade: The Visual Album by Beyoncé
Five Years of Lemonade: The Visual Album by Beyoncé
Holy Week & Our Questions
Holy Week & Our Questions
Easy Hope
Easy Hope
Doubt & Faith
Doubt & Faith
JoJo Rabbit
JoJo Rabbit
Lars and the Real Girl
Lars and the Real Girl
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Hi. I’m Jess.

I am a designer and writer. Through my designs, I seek to create space for beautiful, aesthetically pleasing words and graphics. And through my writing, I desire to create space for the pain and hope of others.

You are welcome here.

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A young woman with long brown hair smiling outdoors during golden hour, wearing a black and white plaid jacket, in a park with bare trees and a bench in the background.

Projects & Resources

Capturing ideas and tellings stories through words and design is one of my joys—you can take a look at my recent work by clicking the button below. And if you want to work on a project together, let me know!

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I suppose to some, it seems silly to be anxious about tomorrow. But who are we to question the real terrors our bodies beacon us to notice? Fears, whether warranted or not, coming from real places or not, rooted in truth or not, are still fears. Some
Jesus invites you to not know. To be sure of Jesus and who he is can be mystifying. We may find ourselves wary of the ways people have tried to pin him down, tie him to their flags, and wave him high in the sky—so sure that he would support
You can just be sad about raging fires and destructive winds— you don’t have to blame anyone in the wake of tragedy. You can mourn both for the rich and the poor both for the displaced and for those who you think deserved this
God is not mad at you. And by you, I mean the one who is wondering if their shortcomings prevent the compassion of Jesus to greet your heart with tenderness. The tenderness that was lacking when you needed it most. The tenderness you were deprived
wishing you all a gentle christmas day 🫶🏻🥰🎄 if today you are met by grief, may you know that grief makes sense on Christmas and if you hold grief today you are welcome in it to grieve the Christmas you longed to have, the one you thought you w
merry christmas eve, feat. vintage christmas cartoon scenes🎅🏻🌲💙☺️
For so long, I was worried I was doing it wrong—that the boundaries I had put up were not allowed or lesser than the ones others had chosen. And as I named that insecurity, my therapist asked, “how is the relationship different for those