Well, y'all, this year has been, shall, we say...a dumpster fire.

If we're being totally honest, it's been a bit difficult on my heart. 2016, you've been a real asshole, and I'm ready to say good-bye to you.

I've been keeping my head down and busting through some projects--continuing to do so through the rest of the year. They're both sequential projects, which I haven't come back to in some time. One is with the incomparably talented writer Nicole DeGennaro, a stand-alone story. The other is a bit of a personal project I've been meaning to work on for a long time. 

Sort of a series of stories centered around my experiences as a transracial adoptee. It's been a way for me to work through some of my own feelings around my experiences and translating them to a format I'd also like to develop. It's been an organic process. Like I said, keeping my head down and working, working. Excited to share more as it develops.

Who else can't wait for this damn year to be over? 


There's a metaphor here


Oh, poor neglected blog. 

I could make excuses, but the fact is, hey, life is great and I'm DOIN' STUFF.
In truth, I had expected to be home all summer, saving money, watching dogs, drawing, playing videogames. Instead, it's been a whirlwind of friends, opportunities, and love (CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!?), and I couldn't be more grateful.

My heart is warm! But, my website...and personal art supplies...and inspiration...a leeeel heavy on the abandoned side. D:

Fixing that now! For the next couple of weeks, it's going to be a bit messy here at; a lot under construction. If there's a broken link or anything, please let me know! Hope to be back to 100% by next week.

(Pictured: My basil plant, Lorainne. Also, a bit neglected. Thankfully, she's forgiving! And delicious.) 


Reckless Optimism!!

It’s been almost a year since my last update--and, to no one’s surprise, things are very different now. In all ridiculously good ways!!


I’m about to celebrate my one year at The Children’s Place which was one of the best moves I’ve made for myself, in terms of the job itself and my greater morale. I’m creative in a way that is fun and interesting every day. I get to make monkeys on skateboards and as many puns as I want for a living, guys! It’s something I don’t take advantage of--I know I’m lucky, and I acknowledge it about a hundred times a day.

On the total opposite end of the spectrum, I’m also about to celebrate a year of starting my daily(ish) type blog, dailyokstupid. It has an insanely big and beautiful following, and I’ve learned so much and gained several amazing opportunities since its launch. My downtime has been mostly dedicated to type, and I foresee a long relationship with typography in my future (longer than any OKCupid date, that’s for sure). Thank you for anyone who’s been following me along for the ride with this one--what a world we live in, hahaha!!

I got to see and do some amazing places and things with my friends this year--several trips to the Bay Area, a few comic cons (as both an artist and an attendee), DISNEY WORLD for a bachelorette party, Philly for the first time for a pal’s show--I feel so fortunate that, even though I didn’t get to go to all the places I would have liked, that I have the resources and time and freedom to go anywhere at all. I’m so inspired by the people I’ve met along the way, and all my dope artist friends who are just killin’ it right now in the art world of their choosing. These worlds exist for us to play in, and I’m widening my scope every day.


This year has been about the power of friends and family, about really celebrating the good and embracing the challenges. I knew that 2014 would be a good year, and it’s really just gone above and beyond my expectations. My 30th year on earth has been nothing but super damn rad!!!

Hannah Hart has a life motto which I have adopted, which is Practice Reckless Optimism. I carry this motto in my heart and it hasn’t led me astray once. There are still hardships; there are still failures. But it makes the successes all the more sweeter. There is a new day tomorrow!!



A Love Letter to The Bean

Getting this out there first: I've accepted and have begun a new job at The Children's Place! I have just finished my first week, and have felt very much at home and comfortable even though I've gotten lost in the building approximately 2000 times a day and it is a good fit for me! It was also a promotion for me as well, so hello career stairs ladder, it's time for some cardio, let me just climb up you a little bit, heyoooo!!

I had several pals come out to help me close out my 2+ years time at the Gap with beers and fried foods, and I might have applied 50 Hello Kitty temporary tattoos to my arm all at the same time. With any job, good or bad, the very best part for me has always been the people that you work with that go from people you have to see everyday to your very good friends, and I have been fortunate enough to have suckered quite a few of them into being my buddies!!


Between leaving my old job and starting my new gig, I had a week and some change to myself. I scored a cheap trip to Chicago and embarked on a mostly solo trip that was, in hindsight, quietly transformative.

This might have been inspired by a John Green + David Levithan novel but I was stoked about seeing the Cloud Gate sculpture in Millenium Park in person, known lovingly as The Bean.

This is going to sound crazy, and maybe it is, whatever, but I spent a REALLY LONG TIME just hanging out with the Bean, walking around it, walking under it, touching it, watching others interact with it, looking at it from every angle. There's a lot about it that just kind of blows my mind, and I don't think you can truly feel the gravity of its insane presence unless you're actually in front of it yourself.

The Bean is a contradiction. It is heavy and massive to behold, but it is also light, appears to be floating. You can reach out and touch it if you like, and it becomes real under your hand. It is cold to the touch, but it soaks up the warmth of the sun and catches its light. It is in its very nature, self-reflective; when you put your hand on it surface, it looks like you are supporting yourself, holding yourself up. Depending on where you stand, your reflection in the Bean is ever-changing and it is amazing to allow your eyes soak up these different versions of yourself. But, it's always just you. There were quite a number of people at the Bean when I was there, and it blows my fucking mind that each individual person is intearacting with the same piece of art, but is having an immediate and powerful and emotional, unique, experience of it.

Through this, I understood that this is how I feel about art-making on its most basic level. I have always known this, but I needed the Bean to help me collect my thoughts about it all and provide a foundation, a jumping off point from here on out to explore my personal point of view.

It's no secret that the past few months have been a bit...challenging here in Katietown. I feel like I've been stuck in a dark tunnel for a very long time, and to be honest, I think a part of me was lost somewhere between August and October. After a good deal of thought, on which I'll save you the details on that, haha, I realized that my confidence as both an artist and a person had been drained down to an almost empty puddle of self-doubt and anxiety. I think it's accurate to say that we don't know if these obstacles that we face are going to set us back a day or several years, but inevitably, when a part of yourself becomes lost somewhere down the line, it makes way for something else, something better. There is still space to occupy within.

Even now, looking through the photos of the Bean and the surrounding park areas, it stirs something in my heart that is so specific and broad, warm and cool, very little and very large. At one point, I sat on a picnic table in front of the Bean, and took a deep breath in, and then let it go. I felt like I had the wind knocked out of me; it was a sincere and definitive end, and a hopeful and equally definitive beginning. Where I will go next will always be a mystery, but the important part is those first steps forward, which I took the minute I said good-bye to the Bean and headed out of the park.

Thank you, friends, for being my source of light in these dark days. I'm learning to carry my own torch, and run with it too!!

 Next week, look for more of my Chicago adventures!! Like I said before, my friends I spent time with were at work during the days, so I had a lot of free time to myself where I basically did 2309482039x more things than I do on a normal day. And probably ate that much more as well!! Mmm!! Stay hungry, everybody.

Love love love,


 **This post is dedicated to Kevin, Iris, and Annie who have especially helped me learn to tend to heart and listen to it during this time, in different but equally meaningful and powerful ways. Thank you, all.**


'Tis the season...

For those that don't know, October is my favorite month! Not only does it contain Halloween THE BEST HOLIDAY OF ALL TIME, it's usually when the weather is fall-like and beautiful, everything suddenly becomes delicious and pumpkin flavred, and many important friends and family members celebrate birthdays this month, which means lots of parties and celebrations. I LOVE YOU OCTOBER, WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING.

So, in celebration of my love of the season, if you've been tracking my tumblr, I've been making a lot of fun Halloween doodles and paintings which, with the sweet coaxing of friends, I've made available as pretty greeting cards, sold individually or as a 5-pack set on my etsy!

You guys, everything here is so cute, I would not even do something like this if I didn't think you'd absolutely love it like I do. Polka-dot envelopes. Stickers. All for you to hopefully brighten someone's day this season with these little babes. All the cards are blank inside, so they could even go beyond Halloween, if you're like me and celebrate Halloween basically all year round.

Anyway, I hate promoting myself so much, but it's my obligation I suppose as a person-who-has-things-to-sell to make a post about it. Thanks always for your support of me--it's been a difficult time, as you all know, and it's been such a life-affirming thing to read all your messages of good forture and thoughts for me these past couple of months.

Much love,