Missed Meets
a weekly illustrated series.
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Two years ago in NYC, Xio and Brian shared a fleeting meet-cute. He helped her gather spilled belongings, carried her suitcase, they dashed through the street crowds together, shared names, smiled—then vanished into different lives. They didn't share numbers, no last names...just a moment.
Now they both live in the same city without knowing it. Set in a solarpunk Philadelphia, each week's story captures one possible timeline where Xio's small action (helping someone, taking a detour), slightly alters her timing, causing her to just miss Brian as he moves through his own life.
Will they ever reunite? Stay tuned.
style. innovation. grit.
What if Philly became a solarpunk* city?
What if the kinetic energy from your footsteps powered your neighborhood's free WI-FI? What if scientists spliced plants and trees with firefly genes and luminous fungi to make glow-in-the-dark sustainable lighting for Philly's streets? What if your apartment building had beehive rooftop apiaries with honey that gets delivered to your door while also helping all the plants and gardens in the neighborhood grow better? These are just a few examples of how each issue of Missed Meets serves as an inspiration for Philly to become an even better city.​
Solarpunk?
​Solarpunk is a subgenre of futurism that focuses on a balanced relationship between tech and nature, highlights community & hope, and emphasizes sustainability, reduced consumption, and communal ownership of resources.
Meet the ladies.
Las chicas.
Each story is a breath of fresh air: stylish, fun, and hopeful.
​In some issues, Xio almost meets Brian. Small choices shift her timeline by minutes. Just enough to miss him.
But some weeks, the butterfly effect stories belong to other characters:
Alexa stops to help a tourist with directions. Misses her bus. Takes the next one. Bumps into Xio who led her past three crowded rooftop bars to a terrace above a bookstore: no menu, no crowds, just someone's Abuelita making the best albóndigas in the city.
Tina lends her bike pump to a stranger at the Tustin Playground. Hours later, that same stranger walks into her spin class with the address and time for a secret midnight tea ceremony. Tina goes. Meets her favorite singer.
Otw to shoot editorial for her new coat design, Selena spots the Candy Lady and how the sunlight perfectly hit a mural on 52nd; shoots photos right there with her wearing the design. Posts it. A boutique owner messages her within hours. Wants to stock it.
