Art to Cart 2023: butterflies came.
It was my first time tabling at an art bazaar with this scale with more than 300 artists with their own booths and merch. I was both nervous and excited!
You don’t have to have it all figured out
Exhibit A: I’ve always wanted to do something “meaningful.” Meaningful to me, first. But perhaps someone else might feel the same way. A k-pop event was one of that.
small but certain happiness
소확행 sohwakhaeng. It’s an abbreviation or a short version of 소소하지만 확실한 행복, which means “small but certain happiness.” Do you have a sohwakhaeng?
malayo pa pero malayo na
We’re half-way through the year! I just did a partial “audit” of how my business has progressed for the past 6 months. I say business because I really really need to start operating like one instead of having the employee or “I’m just a freelancer” mindset.
April showers brought me May flowers
May was such a full month for me and I’m sooooo so grateful. Here’s a mini recap of what filled my May.
the art of business
Little by little, I’m coming out of my shell when it comes to being a creative business owner. There, I said it! Even typing that out took a lot of guts. Whew. Here are some of the “arts” of business that I’ve learned through the years.
empowering compassion
For almost a year now, I’ve had the privilege of helping CCK create and write their social media content. Through this opportunity, I realized that design can really make a difference in someone’s life, albeit indirectly.
growth is incremental, not immediate.
It wasn’t like the eureka moment Archimedes had in the bath. It was incremental.
That incremental growth in my relationship with God led me to where I am today: an independent design studio catering to clients of different backgrounds.
Slow is beautiful
I've learned that the world doesn't revolve around me or what I do. The world rests in His hands. It's about time we rest in Him, too.
Come up for air, you’re not drowning
This is the tight space I’ve created. I clean my desk or my room every day before I begin working. No matter how spotless they are, there would still be so much clutter in my heart.
I was drowning. I was weary, tired, worried.
Come up for air.
I didn’t hear these words exactly, but I kept listening. I kept pressing in.