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“Palestine,” acrylic, watercolor, & paper collage on paper, 2024
A visual commentary on the U. S. government’s involvement in the genocide of Palestinians 🍉
first page of my first art journal 🕸️
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poetry every day. day 11
things i’ve been missing
i wish that i could dream about you forever
maybe it could become a reality
never say never
you’re the main thing that i’m missing
the way we get so close to kissing
all those unfinished conversations
how we’d get into complications
you’re the main thing i’ve been missing
those eyes that guided mine
taking your clothes off in my mind
you were my hyper coloured crush
i hate how you never rushed
i saw that as a sign
that you don’t want to be mine
so my honesty will only stay in a dream
because there you can never leave
you’re the main thing i’ve been missing
and i’ve been thinking
have you been missing me?
poetry every day. DAY 10
my god
my god has a hidden sunset in her smile
and when she sees you try hard and struggle
she makes it worth while
and my god is a bisexual
with one crooked eye
she dresses so casual
with big hips and white lies
she sleeps in the mountains
she cries to the moon
she’s sick of men doubting
they thinks she’s up to no good
my god oh my god
she never sleeps
her wallpaper pulled apart
as she hides in between the walls
i see her in the corner of my eyes when i cannot breathe
my god is pretty
and so much smarter than me
i prayed to her last night
as she appeared in my dream
she told me it’s alright
as she lifted my self eestem
i know that one day
she’ll no longer be real
but until then
my god my god
she helps me heal
// i don’t think i like this one it’s just a bit meh but idk. :))
poetry every day. day 8
This is June
a collaboration of all generations
we came together to suffer
i spent my days awake in my bedroom
calling and crying to my mother
we all prayed to god
but we said the wrong name
i prayed that nothing will be the same as early days
we scream loud to the rich deaf choir
as they sleep soundly in the quiet
i sometimes wish i wasn’t so blind
for i am holding back my power in my vulnerable times
this love isn’t defiant
but true love ends in violence
but this is life
this is june
this is fine
this is youth.
poetry every day. day 7
DONALD TRUMP TRIED TO STEAL A BABY
WE LET HIM TAKE IT BECAUSE OF MEMES
// i’ve got such a bad headache.
POETRY every DAY. Day 6
friend.
she waited for me for hours
sat in a field pulling apart the flowers
and im sure you could look at that as a metaphor
but nothing is that serious when it’s about her
we talked about her boyfriend and how she liked girls
we talked about how i feel disconnected from the world
we laughed till our jaws were in pain
but i knew then life wouldn’t be the same
and we smoked till our lungs turned sour
we didn’t realise the time
we had been there for hours
talking about life
and how we wanted to leave
it felt weird as my heart was on my sleeve
and i finally felt like i could breathe.
we said our goodbyes
and now i’m home
and for the first time i don’t feel so alone
// went outside for the first time for days to sit in a field with a friend (social distanced obvs) and we spoke for hours about almost everything. dark deep stuff but in a positive light. i feel so normal now.
poetry every day. day 5
dad.
how can a father hide so much shame.
as he distanced himself from his soon to be child
he didn’t think about my future pain.
as he calls his sons mother seven years later
to scream and complain
that his soon “to be solider” enjoyed taking part in ballet
as of now i’m living my teens
people say i’ve got his face.
i just count myself lucky
that i don’t have his brain,
as he calls me monthly to talk about his busy day.
how can a father show so much shame
even though he lives so far away
he didn’t think twice whether i was the one to feel so guilty
all the things he could have taught me
the only lesson given
is a demonstration
on how a father
shouldn’t
be.
//yeah happy father’s day :/ i don’t know if its okay to be this open and vulnerable on tumblr tbh i’m still kinda new to all this but yaaa. masculinity is overrated. i’m taking all the issues revolving around my dad and turning them into lessons and as a guide on what a man should and mostly shouldn’t be.
poetry every day. day 4
untitled.
there was a war so many years ago
we all came together
the young and the old
how havent you heard ?
it’s the saddest story told
but is it true? it can’t be true?
listen to what they’re telling you!
the streets were covered in broken historical statues
because we all decided this big city needs new rules.
all our mothers cry
because it seems we’re never to young to die.
we’re never to young to die.
whoever said that life is a privilege
must have been white.
i’m ashamed.
i’m afraid.
hoping the right kind of people make it to the other side
we are strong enough to survive
i want the next chapter
i want everybody to have rights
i want everybody to shine a better light.
but we are never to young to die.
// it’s difficult to put all the sympathy in words. i feel ashamed. i feel angry.
poetry a day... day 3
If The Problems Move On
growing up an over thinker
this is something i most fear
if the problems move on
will i disappear?
// short one but i wrote this in my journal back in april and it’s stuck with me. i am the problem. all i am is problems- everyone is full of problems. it’s human nature. i wish i knew that back in april though. :)
MELODRAMA FOREVER
(this took me so longgggg)
~ Embracing fall and a tiny bit of Halloween in today's page from my Reflections Journal. ~ 🍂🎃
~ Another day, another flashback to a mini journal spread ✨~
~ A decorated page from my Reflections Journal. ~ 🌸
I thought about sharing a filled page (with my journal entry) since handwriting forms a key element of the overall vibe & look, but I am not comfortable sharing my private thoughts on social media. (>'-'<)
So why not celebrate the stickers (especially the lovely LDV girl one), soft yarn, a baby blue bird stamp, and textured memo nonetheless? (❁´◡`❁)
~ 'Makanai: Cooking for the Maiko House', a very warm Japanese drama, also happens to be a favorite of mine.
When one of my favorite Instagram artists @wiwadd happened to share a drawing of Kiyo and Sumire, I knew I had to print it out and include it in my Lokta journal. 🥰
The glitter quote 'You're going to do great things' is also fitting for Sumire who achieved her dream of being a Maiko. (Equally fitting for Kiyo who beautifully shows us it is we who must define what success means to us) 🌟~
Got out my Mini Journal after over a year. Couldn't figure out my own style to create in this one for the longest time.
But today, my heart is very happy about not giving up on this baby. 🐥🥺
I love the little shiny quotes that bring in good energy.🥰
~ This is becoming my current favorite journal to craft and write in.🥰
This is my 'Book Records' journal --- a space where I plan my reading for the week, jot down thoughts I have while reading a book, any sidenotes on building a reading habit and keeping a memory of books picked/completed/left unfinished.📝
I've been using the Undated Weekly Schedule Notebook (A5) from Muji and it's perfect. I wanted to deco simple with my favorite girl and dot stickers or pair the freebies I (very kindly) get from stationery shops I order from. 🙋🏻♀️💫 ~
~ Sometimes, you need to see the same things from a new perspective. If you do, you may find yourself happy and grateful for not giving them up, and instead, pausing to give yourself time to see them in a new light. ~ ☘️
~ I will take it slow today and reset my heart and mind. On the days when time feels too hard to catch hold off, a mindful breath, a few hours at my desk, writing my thoughts, making things with paper, all of these are like little gifts to myself 🌸 ~
As often as you need, disconnect from the noise of the surrounding world so that you can listen to yourself clearly. 🌺
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(Picture of a page before the words were written.)
~ I celebrated the discovery of my own creative journaling style, last Sunday.
Inspired by Ana Jimenez , I wanted to include cute, minimalist illustrations, enjoy fussy-cutting them, play with memos (my favorites), include bits and pieces of handmade papers (sometimes soft, sometimes scratchy, I love their textures), and my weakness--- Avril yarns. :)
I wanted to include one positive quote or saying in each page too. So here’s Davi Nakadamaki’s spring illustration saying hello.~ 🌸🌸🌸
~ You must create a habit to make time for things that nourish your soul ~ 🌼
~ We give so much of our time to things that do not benefit us. I realize this as I struggle with staying off my phone. But becoming aware each time we’re giving away our time to what isn’t good for us, and pausing to reflect and change is a practice.
🌸 I hope we keep practicing making better choices, to feel and live better. 🌸 ~
- a note from today
~ I made coffee for myself this morning and it tasted perfect-- bitter, nutty. slightly sweet. It was filled with a thick cover of bubbles and was piping hot.
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Today I finally begin a passion project here --- sharing my Zen moments with paper.
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Thank you for being with me. I hope you have a lovely day ahead. 🌼
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Illustration: https://www.instagram.com/wiwadd/?hl=en
~ The day has its own music. Chirping of birds, the murmur leaves make when they move with the wind, vehicles honking, people talking or passing by, and the sound of your own breathing entwined with the melody of this day.
This day has its own music and you are a part of it.~🌸
~ To build something with care requires time. It requires infusion of your spirit. Things built slowly smell of love and patience. Haste has no room when time expands, and you create from the well of joy in your heart. ~🌼