HARRIS LA CROSS

HARRIS LA CROSS

Digital Mixed Media Artist

Digital Mixed Media Artist

Exploring psychological depth, interior landscapes, and the fragile edges between reality and dream.

Exploring psychological depth, interior landscapes, and the fragile edges between reality and dream.

"While learning to see the unbearable and call it normal, art is the moment before admitting what we already know."

"While learning to see the unbearable and call it normal, art is the moment before admitting what we already know."

Collection Concept


The world was never perfect. And neither were we. But now, something feels different. The world is breaking and we are breaking with it. Piece by piece. Quietly.


We learn to adapt. To normalize what once would have shattered us. To call collapse “the new normal.” To feel less and less, just to stay here.


I used to draw constantly. At home, in school, at university.

People asked to see my drawings. And I loved being seen.


Then one day, I stopped.

For years.

Now I draw again.

But not to impress. To remember.


Every piece in this collection is a fragment of a story. Some are personal. Some universal.


But if you find a story here that feels familiar, if something echoes in you - even briefly - then maybe, we are not as broken as we thought.


Maybe we are breaking open.

Collection Concept


The world was never perfect. And neither were we. But now, something feels different.


The world is breaking and we are breaking with it. Piece by piece. Quietly.


We learn to adapt. To normalize what once would have shattered us. To call collapse “the new normal.” To feel less and less, just to stay here.


I used to draw constantly. At home, in school, at university.

People asked to see my drawings. And I loved being seen.


Then one day, I stopped.

For years.

Now I draw again.

But not to impress. To remember.


Every piece in this collection is a fragment of a story. Some are personal. Some universal.


But if you find a story here that feels familiar, if something echoes in you - even briefly - then maybe, we are not as broken as we thought.


Maybe we are breaking open.