The calm in the middle of world’s chaos. The eye of the storm. That is the root of my creativity; a place of serenity surrounded by a monstrous storm.


2021-07-20T16:31:34+00:00February 21st, 2021|• Reshare, Reveries|

Sunday. The chill in the room nips at my feet as I groggily open my eyes, listening to the damp swoosh of cars as they drive by on the wet road. The lack of humidity in the room, thanks to the radiators, makes my eyes feel like they’ve been for a swim in the Kalahari. Rubbing the arid balls that

Current Mood

2021-02-20T14:07:01+00:00October 13th, 2020|Through the Eye of the Storm|

Mood today. 6 client projects due, gods know how much work to be done, and I'm a mono-tasker who deep dives into a project until completion. I don't do routine things well, but I'm trying this adulting thing. Consistently feeling like I'm failing but hey! I'm trying. That's important... right? Imposter syndrome, please pack your bags and go on a


2021-07-20T16:41:20+00:00October 12th, 2020|Reveries|

Padding quietly down the creaky stairs in my black ankle socks, so not to wake anyone, the smell of burnt toast streamed from the kitchen, filling my nose and jumpstarting my appetite. My stomach growled and I looked around to see if anyone else heard it curse me in a language foreign to all but me. The aroma lingered from

Painting: Phoenix

2019-11-29T01:50:12+00:00April 17th, 2018|Through the Eye of the Storm|

The Phoenix has always represented a transformation or a new chapter in my life. I painted this in January when I was facing the transition from feeling rejected and afraid to slowing learning to balance on my own legs; not quite ready to walk at that point. I felt paralysed and scared to breathe or even make a simple decision

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