The Shaderoom Collection: Where Shadows Live in Color

 

The Shaderoom Collection began with a shadow of myself.

Not a metaphor. An actual shadow — one I drew. She’s boxed in, surrounded by bright colors. Her clothes are loud, vivid. The background hums with playfulness. But she is a shadow.

That was the first piece. I don’t know if it still sits first in the order — I uploaded it a few times out of impatience. But I know it was the first born. The origin.

Every piece in the Shaderoom Collection is animated. You don’t just see the final art — you watch it being made. Every line, every erasure, every return to the page is visible. You see me draw it. You see me change my mind. You watch me reveal it, layer by layer, in a loop that never ends. It’s like witnessing a thought form and reform, over and over, like memory trying to make sense of itself.

And every figure in the collection is a shadow. Not fully seen. Not fully named. But real.

They live in rooms made of color — bright, almost childlike color. That was intentional. I wanted it to feel like a child’s drawing, because at the heart of this collection is innocence. The kind of innocence that doesn’t yet know how to hate. That doesn’t yet distinguish skin tone or hierarchy. That sees shadow and sees self, not other.

These are drawings about how we learn — and unlearn — how to see each other. About how shadows walk through color and aren’t always recognized. About how much beauty lives in what’s not fully understood.

That’s The Shaderoom.
It’s not dark. It’s layered.
It’s not sad. It’s remembering.
It’s not hiding. It’s becoming.

The featured image is a glimpse of one NFT from this collection, with an altered hue.”

Thanks for listening — Janel.