Celebrating 4 Years!

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We’re celebrating 4 years of CardCastles today!

 

There is so much more planned for this year. As you may have heard or read, I’m bringing back 31Nightmares this October. That small detail of upcoming events is barely even the beginning.

Thank you for riding with me and all of us on this journey. You have made this such a special place.

 

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Sleepy Sundays: Memories, Memories

She was on my mind since days ago, when I resurfaced from my work coma and realized Mother’s Day was coming up. While caring for my own son, who recently fell ill I couldn’t help but replay times I was with her in my head.

One of those times, one of the few times she actually drove, we had a blast as we set out on our journey to my old home.

This song that I couldn’t find for the longest time was playing. Last week I stumbled upon it on YouTube:

It was the most fun we had laughing and giggling for a moment in time. I miss her.

Flowers often remind me of her for personal reasons. So whenever you see florals in my art, chances are she may have something to do with it.

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Life has shifted to a point where I finally feel like I’d be making her proud. Growing up, she was one of the only people besides a cousin that ever supported my passions from day one.

She didn’t live long enough to see me get to this point. Yet somehow, I know she’d be my biggest fan. She always was.

She didn’t live long enough to see me become a mother myself. Yet somehow, I know she would love my son unconditionally.

Sometimes I have to pinch myself and ask “Is this really my job? Do I really have most of what I wanted in life? Yet somehow, even with that happiness and sense of achievement, on days like this, I just miss her. It’s a slap of reality that I am a young woman and yet most of my friends and family are dead. I’m determined to honor them. Each time use my hands and mind in unison to create arts in this world, I will honor them.

Nothing’s gonna break our stride, Mom. Nothing ever will.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the mothers out there.

Gifts That Keep On Giving

Happy Holidays!

It’s rare we are afforded the pleasure in life to be able to do exactly what we want and be paid for it. Back earlier in the year I was faced with a decision. Golden Gift

Go on with the company I was working for and be paid little to nothing while my rights were basically given away and other third parties sell my work for their own personal use

-OR-

Take a stand and go out on my own, with an uncertain direction, future, or purpose.


I chose the latter—and boy am I glad I did.

The course was foggy. Doubt and fear threatened to take all I had strived years for. Through all of this there was a force backing my every move. It was a powerful force I was new to, but welcomed anyway.

That force was made of up friends, new and old, that supported me through the entire year.

You sent words of encouragement. You gave advice and pushed positivity. You motivated me. 

Connections I had made over the past three years doing this blogging thing started to show their strength. Friends in high places passed my name around to their friends. Before you knew it, I had requests for my services pouring in like a busy restaurant taking orders.

All of it kind of shocked and overwhelmed me.

I spent the first day simply trying to process it all.

Then from some long-forgotten inner place, I lit a creative fire under myself. Blue Flame

Some of you here have even requested my services. You love the artsy world I create. Nothing can describe what a gift you have given me.

Yes, I have stayed up long nights.

Yes, I’ve had to juggle this with many other endeavors.

Yes, my plate is full.

But ask me if I regret anything,

  
and I’ll surely tell you no.