A Night with the Stars

One night, While standing at the terraces, Drink on hand and thoughts amassed, I looked up and said a silent prayer: That I may see the stars And enjoy their company On this Saturday evening. To my surprise, The clouds parted, The fog disappeared, And the shimmer of the Northern Star Greeted me with eagerness….

Old Sketches

As I continue to clean, sort, and organize¬†my jambalaya of a portfolio, I came across these small¬†sketches while skimming my promptly named “Artworks” folder (and the third folder named as such, with the first two containing my old text file notes. Yes. I was that disorganized). Some of these pieces I made during one of…

Just Start.

A note to myself (and probably to the other creatives out there).