Angelito Prestado

This post is coming a bit late, as is my pattern lately, because I have been battling the flu. But I wanted to share my first digital oil painting: a portrait of my uncle. My uncle was a sweet, pure, genuine, funny, and loving man who's sole desire in life (as far as I could... Continue Reading →

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I Married My Best Friend

You may have noticed that there was no blog post last Saturday, and that was for good reason! I was on vacation with my husband celebrating our one year anniversary. And that got me thinking: I've been wanting to write a post about marriage, what it means to me, and what I believe makes them... Continue Reading →

80s Gamer Birthday

I failed to post this past Saturday, but for good reason! I was putting together the finishing touches to my 80s gamer themed surprise birthday party for my brother in law. I DIYed my way though this party because my sister was on a budget but I was determined to make it happen! I hand... Continue Reading →

February

Today is the LAST DAY for the Valentine's Day sale. Make sure to buy your Pop Art Portraits or Sonnets here before the day is up! February is a shorter month, but it was full of writing and portraits on the theme of love. And, let's be honest, that's the best theme. At least, it... Continue Reading →

November Announcements

Happy November 1st! To those of you that observe Día de los Muertos, I want to wish you amor para siempre! I didn't grow up observing this holiday with my Cuban family, but I feel so connected to its meaning. While my family views death and passing as a time for solemn grief, I find... Continue Reading →

New Things

I was working on a different post for this week that I was going to wake up early and finish today for you guys, but then I went to bed at 4 am and got up at 6 pm thus throwing off all my weekend plans. I could have hustled to finish the piece I... Continue Reading →

Not Just A Season

When I think of the possibility of you and me being just a season, of these falling leaves indicating impending winter, my tree's branches crack as it is simultaneously uprooted, and the hole left behind is a thoracic crater. The soil is rich with insect memories crawling in and out of my brain. Clicking legs... Continue Reading →

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