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Give Yourself Flowers

                 Give yourself flowers
I feel like Im awakening from a deep sleep where I only existed to work. It feels like my eyes are now open to "enjoying life" and making time for me and "fun". I guess I consider my morning walks as part of that fun. They have become very necessary to my health.
I recently read an article stating that one of the signs of poor mental health was the desire to be alone. I have to call bullshit on that. In fact its the people who can't stand being alone ever that have more problems in my opinion. Being with your thoughts, learning about your patterns and why you do things, actively participating in steering your thoughts, words and actions. SO NECESSARY to mental health! If I didn't have alone time (and lots of it) I'd go nuts! Being an artist definitely suits my need for quiet in-the-zone time and explains why retail work drove me bonkers. And monks... who spend so much time alone... have opened parts of their brain most of us could never dream of. So no- that article is just pushing some brainwash designed to make you feel abnormal when you're perfectly normal. Don't believe the hype!

It starts as a sketch on paper

It becomes a full fledged design

This was my latest new project with a new client! Im super stoked to announce Arcadia Brands brought me on to do some designing for their new line of shirts and posters. It's been awhile since I've done illustrative type work but I was up to the challenge of knocking off the rust again. 
Good news: THEY DIG IT and I'm on my next project with them. Happy face! 
You can follow them on Instagram at @arcadiabrands or check out their site 
Enjoying things
So while work is always in my forecast Im enjoying the simple things like sundresses, being a woman, silly hair, flowers and planning things again. It's summer and I have kicked off my sad uniform of hole filled jeggings and a focused grimace and hiding my body under layers of clothes and dislike.
This is me just like this. Not hiding anymore and not caring who's looking. 
Enjoy the life TODAY.
Give yourself flowers.

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