Why Your Inner Critic is Full of Crap (And How I Started Creating Art at 45) 🎨✨

Okay, let’s get real for a second. Who decided that creativity has an expiration date? 🤔 Last year, I found myself staring at a blank canvas at 3 AM wearing mismatched socks, thinking:…

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How I Survived My Quarter-Life Crisis Without Burning Out (Spoiler: It Involved Ditching My “Masterpiece”)

Okay, let’s get real. 👀 Remember that time I spent 9 months hand-embroidering a wall tapestry of my cat… only to realize it looked like a deranged raccoon? 🦝✨ That’s when I learned…

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“Confessions of a Creative Mess: How I Stopped Drowning in Glitter & Found My Flow”

Okay, real talk: does anyone else’s desk look like a unicorn threw up on it after a 3-day glitter bender? 🦄✨ For years, I wore my chaos like a badge of honor –…

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“Who Knew Doodling on Napkins Could Make Me Fearless? 🎨✨”

Okay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I accidentally spilled matcha on my laptop (RIP, sweet MacBook), panicked, then impulsively started sketching sad cartoon avocados on a café napkin. By the third avocado wearing…

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“Time-Blocking for Creatives: How I Finally Stopped Resisting Schedules (& Kept My Magic✨)”

Okay, let’s get real – the phrase “time-blocking” used to make my inner artist want to throw paint at a spreadsheet. 🎨📊 I mean, how dare anyone suggest we cage our glorious creative…

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How I Found My Inner Picasso: A Journey to Creative Freedom

Okay, so let’s get real for a second. 🎨 Have you ever felt like your creativity was just… stuck? Like you had this whole universe of ideas swirling in your head, but the…

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How I Found My Inner Picasso: A Journey to Creative Freedom

So, I was scrolling through my phone the other day, and I stumbled upon this quote: “Creativity is intelligence having fun.” 🎨 And let me tell you, it hit me like a ton…

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How I Accidentally Became a Watercolor Witch (& Why Your Inner Artist Needs Freedom) ✨

Okay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I found a dusty watercolor set under my bed while searching for a missing sock (RIP, striped buddy 😂). What happened next? Let’s just say I now…

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