I am a huge fan of Japanese culture, especially the incredible work of Studio Ghibli. The minute I hear those two words, I'm taken back to a rainy day in my childhood memories; with my feet kicked back on a sofa and a steaming bowl of champorado (chocolate pudding; a Filipino delicacy) ready for me to devour.… Continue reading studio ghibli
Last year, I embarked on a project that focused on making night-themed artwork. While so much work compelled me to do otherwise, I was able to allot a few minutes into combining both traditional and digital media. It's nothing special and I know the night is a cliche prompt for artwork, but I never get… Continue reading of the night and starlight
It's been weeks since I last posted something. Apologies in advance. I've recently applied for a part-time job as an online English instructor to Chinese students-and the processes needed to get in are pretty daunting. I passed my demo lesson, but got rescheduled for my on-board training. 😦 On the bright side, it's almost the… Continue reading Mystery Blogger Award
I've recently read about the KonMari method of organizing and decided to apply that to my social media accounts. One of the key concepts in the said method was holding your possessions in one hand, caressing it with your fingers and spirit, then asking yourself: does this spark joy? Does it make you happy? Confident?… Continue reading Using the KonMari Method in Social Media
you bleed like a fountain when the tides aim for saltwater sky & all you want to do is drown- i wonder how long it'll take for you to stop writing like that. once upon a time, you were blue train tracks rolling down cigarette addiction and soft metaphors. your mother had no way of… Continue reading sludge
you told me that one day I’ll be able to understand the cherry blossom that is your heart or that one day I’ll be able to interpret your skies of gold and pink and blue and realize that this is all synonymous to sadness. I used to make origami wings for you, the kind that… Continue reading Oh, mother
i love her. she doesn’t love me.