Seattle Adventures Let me start off by saying that I’m the type of person who never leaves home aside from going to work and running the same weekly errands. At times, I wonder if I’ve
The year is winding down to an end soon, and I wanted to dedicate this blog post to everything I am thankful for that happened this year. Because A LOT happened. And right now, I may be feeling iffy and unsure about things, but sitting down and reflecting really got me thinking about how incredible this year has been. And I’m blown away.
When I graduated, I didn’t have any plans. There were times when I thought I’d have nothing, and have to live that way. I think this year, the life in me has rekindled for the first time in a long time, and it’s surreal. I mean, I’m not successful as of yet…I have a long ways to go until I reach that point in my career. But I am blessed. Very, very blessed.
So thank you. And here it goes to all the things I’m grateful for this year. Enjoy.
Art Talk: What I See in my Paintings I want to stay true to myself. To me, that is the highest, most prioritized notion that I chase after when I am creating art.
I became an artist slowly.
As a child, I drempt as full and wide as any other, and the dream was simple then: I wanted to be an artist. I drew everyday and practiced with as much passion and pure intent as any other child; And it was as I grew older, that I grew to become more disinterested in my dream.
I don’t know if you’ve felt that.
I don’t know if you’ve ever lost a dream or not, but to live without one is a terrible thing. No matter what new drawing or painting I created, no matter the recognition or compliments I received, I felt a divide in who I was. And I no longer loved what I loved.
Get To Know Me s h i h o r i … I LOVE rats. They are my best friends. I rescue them from getting eaten up by snakes when they’re babies and give them
Relearning Yourself Thoughts that Run this late Sunday Afternoon I couldn’t ever understand what I wanted. Even now… I still don’t understand. But – maybe it’s the same with you. There’s always been this sort
There is art I love: Art I want to surround myself with. Then there is the art I create. I don’t know why they have to be different. The two, separate. I feel as if the art