ABOUT

Hi, I'm Karina Fry

This is me as a youngling. Happy, face full of sugar, imaginative. 

Although I am older, and have eaten a lot more ice cream cones since then, I feel more connected to this little girl than ever. At this time, she wrote under the "dream" section of her school assignment, "author and illustrator of children's books." I was a storyteller. It was written in the silly graphic novels I dreamt up about adventurous teeth fighting off villainous cavities and studded in my iMovies about struggles for power in the form of collecting facial warts.  

It's a funny and beautiful thing how after all this time, I could still feel so connected to her, and these wacky ideas she dreamed would one day live beyond the margins of her notebook. Having seen more life and experienced the ripe beginnings of loss, heartbreak, and joy that will only continue to decorate the seams, my crave to tell stories has just grown stronger. And while some of the experiences that come with growing up appear monstrous and dark, I find power and hope in holding her hand, coursing through these uncharted seas together. Learning what it means to be human as if it is both of our first times, creating through the ugly and beautiful until we stand fearless afront the fact that life never stops changing.

So I present to you, Frydeas. An escape, an exploration, a confrontation. The best nights of my life and the saddest. Recent learnings and confusion and things I thought I knew just to find out no one really does. My cuts and bandaids, stabs and hugs. A place to retreat to.

A home.

This is as much as it is for me as it is for her and for you. We hope you find a home here too.