Sketching Every Day

Sketching Every Day

I’ve been desiring to draw more. I’ve drawn nearly all my life, and after college, I stopped doing what came naturally to me. I’ve been struggling to get back into it, but I think I’ve found a way.

In an attempt to get back into sketching, I’ve purchased additional paints, sketchbooks, pencil, and paper. Yet the start of sketching every day has yet to be fully in place. I have a friend that I talk to nearly every day and she sent me some inspirational posts. We talk about design, owning our own studios, and everyday challenges – from at home to the pressures we face every day.

Each and every morning, I check my personal e-mail before arrival to work. I browse through until its time to start my day at work. Today I saw an email from an artist friend distances away. She quickly sketched my portrait at the then last seanwes conference. (Forgive me as I cannot seem to find the original Instagram post.) 

ART IS MY SAFE SPACE

There are so many things that I aspire to do and I always come back to art, always. Art is my safe space. Last year, as a way to raise money for my very first international missions trip, (I went to Haiti to serve my people,) if anyone donated more than $200.00 USD, I made a custom painting for them.

Be Bold – for Brit
Portrait Painting for Latisha Styles.

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I’d always wanted to visit. I even wanted my first trip to be more like a vacation, I wanted to see why it was known to be the pearl of the Caribbean. My mom and dad were born in Haiti. And I was able to serve by selling my paintings.

 

I also painted out of generosity. One of my good friends was in a horrible accident. She lost both of her babies. I decided to paint them and give her a beautiful memory.

I've had my head down working …..

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As I checked my email today, an email from Liz wrote,

 

This is just a quick mid-month email to make sure that you have heard about a week-long online workshop which I will be part of. I shared details on my blog and Instagram account last week, but if you missed it, here is the information:
 


It’s called Sketchbook Revival (hosted by my new friend Karen Abend) running between 23 April – 4 May  (and drum roll please) it’s FREE!

It will feature over 20 artists (fine artists, illustrators, intuitive artists, designers, art therapists and art journalers etc) and each session will feature an activity/workshop with the focus on creating art inside a sketchbook. 

I did indeed miss the post. but I’ll be joining this challenge. One of my goals for the new year has been to sketch more. And to enter into a daily sketch challenge. I guess it’s being handed to me. I’ve since joined the facebook group and will be taking part in this daily sketch challenge that I found on Liz’s blog. Challenge link.

Lastly, if you’ve been on my blog before, you’ll notice a few changes. I’m looking to move this blog to more of a lifestyle blog. Integrating art, design, fitness, finance, and spirituality. Stick with me through these changes and remember to create, design, and build.

I just spent 181 on my Verizon Mobile Bill

I didn’t even look to see the details but I did just drop more than I’d like on my mobile phone carrier. I looked to see the costs and I’m still getting charged 20  a month for a phone I paid off.

I remember my friend Candice telling me that she pays $40 a month for her carrier with limited data.

I’ve been on a search for a lower bill pay option as I save up for my wedding and came across  PCMag’s article and read through to see what I could find that may fit my needs. Then I came across the comments section.

 

Being Mad Solves Nothing

If you don’t have a guide to take you through the ropes, hoops and avoid the traps, you make the same mistakes as everyone else.

Often times I wish my mom had someone to guide her so that some mistakes would not have been made.

But I admit, at the end of the day I signed some papers too.

I’m talking about student loans.

I am the first person in my immediate family to graduate college. I’ve always dreamed of going and becoming a professor but what’s held me back is the accumulation of student loans. Some people believe that it’s inevitable. You’ll get into debt in some way of another.

Yet I beg to differ. I’ve heard too many stories of people gaining full scholarships or grants to go on and study further without having to take additional student loans. I often feel that if my mom had someone here in the states to show her the ropes, her children would be much farther ahead financially.

But I can’t blame my mom for the loans that I signed for. I did listen to other adults saying, “Just borrow the money and pay it when you get out”. Six almost seven years later I’ve barely made what I’d call a dent in it.

I talked this over with a friend and here’s what they had to say,

I would blame my parents but I can’t because they’re just as new to this as I am and so are their parents. Now that I’m aware, financial literacy has to start with me.
High school should teach it especially in low-income neighborhoods. Its not like people don’t know how to make money. They don’t know what to do with it when they get it because they’ve never had it before.
A lot of students from immigrant families are not going to learn it at home either because their parents didn’t have the types of financial resources like student loan programs and financial aid like we do.
And even for students of non Immigrant families, if your family has been locked out of financial equality for generations, where were the children going to learn it from?
I agree. These urban based schools aren’t teaching basic life skills needed to make it out the hood. Growing I had extended programs to attend and learn from because we had the funding for it.
Yet today, all you hear about are budget cuts happening left and right. The media is teaching our young ones to spend on things that don’t matter. We lack the understanding and knowledge to invest and do better than those before us.
I can only be mad at myself. But being mad doesn’t solve anything, does it?