An Oops and a Change

If my website looks a little bit funky, then that is because I have been pressing buttons that I was not supposed to. Everything will be fixed soon.

I blame this weird change on my website on my new CONTACTS! After wearing glasses for about 10 or so years, I feel as if a change is in order. Not only is it a way to change my look, but also to start accepting my face as it is and building my own confidence up.

Don’t let anyone else be your source of confidence and happiness. When you are responsible and in control of those things, you will be a better and more unstoppable person.

And a Very Happy New Year to You!

What a year this has been! I can honestly say that 2015 has been the best year for me, in the ways of developing my skills, my mind, knowledge, who I am, career, and my self image.

The year started off as any mild year should start off as. I was stuck in a job that I didn’t, and I felt like a walking blob. Some days, I just couldn’t motivate myself in doing the simplest tasks. One thing led to another, and I had run my very first booth at the Free Comic Book Day festival that was held in North Hollywood, CA. That challenged me far beyond I could ever imagine, and in many more ways than one. I had to sit and plan, create, sew a whole stock of things to sell and advertise for this booth (as well as create this website, now a year old!), and I accomplished that very task, boosting my motivation and self-respect tenfold. And yes, this festival will be happening again this year. I have much bigger plans for this booth, and I can’t wait to show you what I have in mind!

Then, I started working for that comic store that ran that festival, which was the best thing that ever happened to me, foundation wise. I got to work with comics, how cool was that? Then, it couldn’t stop there. I actually found my DREAM JOB, a career that I want to stick with for many years. A propmaker. A place that I can create with many different tools and materials. I still can’t believe that I got that job.

And, of course, I couldn’t stop there. I made a lavish Scarecrow costume, winning some awards and being advertised through pictures and media. I couldn’t believe it! I never had expected anything like this to happen. At all.

One more thing that I had done, was read 100 books in 2015. That was a lot of fun.

For this upcoming 2016, I have many plans.

  • I will produce some fantastic things for my online store. It’s going to grow with amazing homemade goods from yours truely!
  • I will create at least 2 major costumes for this year.
  • The Free Comic Book Day booth will be happening again this year, and it will be bigger and better than ever.
  • More illustrations, and perhaps even illustrate some comic books!

I hope you all will have a great and safe New Years, and a 2016.

The Bell Jar & Inspiration

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story.

From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckond and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another big was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and Soutg America, and another fig was Vonstantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out.

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to my ground at my feet.”

The Bell Jar, by Sylvia Plath. 1971.

This excerpt has to be one of the best and my personal favorite of one of my struggles that I have dealt with in my past. So much can be offered in this world, so much knowledge, opportunity, adventure, experience, and yet, we cannot achieve it all. I would almost stress myself to the point that I didn’t even do anything because it was all so overwhelming of potential. But how awful is that? Upon getting older, it has been getting more and more clear to me how limited life is, and it is nothing to take for granted.

Pursue your loves and interests, my darlings. Always be curious, and satisfy your knowledge.

My New Project

Sorry for the awful quality, friends.

Hello, again! Lately, I have been piling projects up, and it feels great to get things done again. Here, in the barely visible picture, is all of the yarn I bought to crochet my first afgan! I have no idea who this will go to as of yet, but I will know once it is complete.

I have been loving the crochet projects that I have been doing. They are great things to do with my hands while watching a movie, and I can put it down and pick it right back up whenever I want to. What sort of crochet projects have you done?

I Did a Tattoo Thing!

Here you go world, here is my leg for you to see.

I sat in that black leather chair for a good five hours to get most of this done, and I am feeling every bit of the stripes that I had earned for my first tattoo. Yes, that is correct. This crazy piece of art is my first ever tattooed piece that I have done on my body, and I couldn’t be more proud. The quote says, “All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”

Right side of the tattoo. Can you believe I had some work done on my knee? I really wasn’t planning that at all.

This is something that I have wanted for a long time. I walked into a new tattoo place called Holistic Tattoo in North Hollywood, and met with a young man named Sonny, who has been doing tattoo work professionally for years. I gave him a couple of references, ideas of what I wanted it to look like and what the significance it will all be, and he made it work!

The middle of the piece. You can tell that there needs to be more work done on the top.

This tattoo is dedicated to my best friend Caitlin that had cancer for many years, until she passed away. She was the sole person that made me who I am today, with how creative I am and have become, how I use my creativity as my expression, how I view the world and the people inside of it, and how to keep positive and laugh at the faces of demons. Every time that needle pierced my skin, I took great joy of knowing that she is personified through this piece, and also acts as middle finger as well.

Left side. Five hours in, I couldn’t go on to finish the top part of the sails and dates because I couldn’t control the shaking anymore. “What are you doing?!” my body screamed at me.

So why this imagery in particular? Well, firstly, I have always have loved the lore and romanticism of ships and seafaring. I have done my fair share of research about Marine Biology, pirates, kraken, and anything in between. But it is also one way of saying that, no matter how large the ocean is, no matter what dangers lie beneath you waiting, how much uncertainty there is and and how outside occurrences  can change your planned route, there is still beauty and freedom to make the right decisions of your life and your adventures. And enemies and danger is what makes us live. That counter balance of everything good in life. If it was a ship in a large lake with just water, then you just sit there. Nothing.

So there you have it. I have about three more hours of work left with the rest of the outline and the shading. Be well, friends.