Obituary for the girl i was

Forever in our hearts sweet one <3

Here she lies the girl I used to be sentimental & doe eyed. The one who believed love could save if she just made it sound beautiful enough. She died softly mid song, mid text, mid sentence ;somewhere between suydam st and a voicemail never returned. Her cause of death was delusion, dressed in desire, soundtracked by symphonies.

She was a collector of red flags, a curator of chaos, a romantic archaeologist digging through her own ruins. But she was also an artist who alchemized that pain into poetry.

From her body, something cinematic bloomed.

Milk&Honey isn’t just an album , it’s a digital funeral, an ofrenda, a love letter written in reverb. It mourns the version of myself who begged to be chosen, and celebrates the artist who finally chose herself. who she was and who she'd become.

I wanted to turn heartbreak into a public art installation to make grief glamorous, funny, erotic, and unflinchingly self aware. Think Julia Fox giving her own eulogy, Frida painting her broken heart, Lana del Rey lighting a candle for the girl she used to romanticize.

This zine and website are my altar. The QR stickers around the city are my confessions. The songs are my melodic process of distortion, silence, and ache . Each one a ritual to bury what was and make room for what’s next.

I’m a multidisciplinary artist who treats sound like cinema and feeling like a medium. My work lives between performance and parody, nostalgia and satire. This project made me bid the question: what if my pain was something I could listen to?

So yes, this is a funeral. But it’s also an invitation.

Delve deeper into my lore . Leave flowers. Attend the resurrection.

xoxo

Jaden Mariela

( b. 2002 – d. whenever she finally stopped checking his Instagram)