The Nerve (Excerpt)
Let me know when you’re done pretending that in your mind there was no plan that I was blindsided, kept
I call them sketched feelings. Sometimes there are no feelings attached to it, but always an inspiration behind it. Go to my older blog to see my earlier ‘Story Of A Terrible Drawing’ illustrations here: SOATD
Let me know when you’re done pretending that in your mind there was no plan that I was blindsided, kept
What do you do when you’re sad, happy, or angry? How do you let other people know what you’re feeling,
This is just to remind you, my dear readers, that I make these little designs, which then end up as
We met on a social media comment section of a popular page. Arguing about each other’s point of view, we took
Some days I feel like the child of Sylvia Plath and Edgar Allan Poe, if they had had one together.
I am highly inspired by the inspired, and the inspiring; by the extraordinary and the sublime; by confidence and humility.
That’s me — the woman with the misjudged good intentions and misused overqualifications. Underestimated by many and rejected by
Girl, put your records on Tell me your favorite song, You go ahead, let your hair down. Sapphire and faded
On my back sometimes across the bed I lay, answers I search arms spread out, I’m down in defeat as
Here’s a little story. I remember the night of November eighth. I wanted to go to a bar, be in
Inspired by the cover photo of Rihanna’s album, Unapologetic. I love her song “What Now” from that album, so I
We don’t have to wish it away for it often brings renewed thoughts and stems. Sure it’s already autumn and