Freedoms of Youth, Trappings of Adulthood
When I was young I created something new almost everyday. I would make up songs, stories, or poems to pass my days. I would also paint and draw for hours. I remember my High School Boyfriend was a...
View ArticleSomething Visual
Since I am a woman of her word, I am posting a picture of the painting I am working on. It is almost done, I just have to add a silhouetted skyline to the bottom of it. I might try to blend the...
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Today is another day and I need to figure out what I am writing for this blog. That is the exact thought that enters my mind almost every time I open up this blog to post. Sometimes I do know what I...
View ArticleThe Importance of Art (In my view at least)
This morning I was thinking about the importance of Art. Why should we have Art in schools? Why should we have community based Art programs? Why should we care about Art? Teach it? Share it? Make...
View ArticleAs Requested
I recently had to go to a Christmas party that demanded we make a gift. I was honestly at a loss, mainly because I have no money to spend on extra gifts right now. I then remembered I know how to paint...
View ArticleAnother Brief Interlude
This is a post in passing. It is late where I am, and I have work early in the morning. I have been taking a severe dive in my mental health this past few days. I am going to start a painting this...
View ArticleI Should Have Gone To Art School
I often have thoughts that focus back onto my past. Would of. Should of. I should have gone to art school. I did study literature though, and it has helped me grow in leaps and bounds as a writer and...
View ArticleYou Might Have Noticed It’s Tuesday
I normally post here on Mondays and Saturdays, but yesterday I couldn’t write. If I am to be honest with myself it was a hard day internally for me. I had to work all day, and then I had a lovely phone...
View ArticleMy Heart Races and My Lungs Tighten
I have begun Grad School. Why is this such a big deal? No one seemed to believe I could make it this far–myself included. In true fashion I dive into the deep end life. I moved to Edmonton to...
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