Beyond Apples & Bananas

I recently taught an art class and used Numbers 13 as a metaphor of how we are occasionally given a taste of the proverbial Promise Land–the landscape that is brimming with larger-than-life fruits, essentially an offered up abundant life–but once gifted with that glimpse, what do we do with that good news? Do we hoard it in silence? Do we abandon it and chicken-out from fear of the hardships that inevitably preface all worthy ends? OR, do we steadfastly aim North, bravely using our gifts and ability to speak truth to bring this possible reality to fruition?

The role of the artist is often to articulate the beauty, possibility, and even brilliance that is occurring in realtime. Like a translator, in a way. Or, the messenger sent to take a peek at this world’s potential and report back to those that need a tad bit of help recognizing it once in a while. So while some may be content with a traditional bowl of fruit on a pristine dining table, I’ll (try to) continually choose to illustrate a spread of divine variety, color, texture, and quality that is nothing shy of Promise Land standard. Let’s not settle friends, after all, it’s 2021.

9” x12” // watercolor & gouache

9” x12” // watercolor & gouache

this piece is currently for sale. please email me if you are interested.

Secrets of the Process

The process, the behind-the-scenes champ, deserves some limelight from time-to-time. I often get asked, “how did you DO that exactly?” in regards to my art. A loaded question for sure, but I totally get the intrigue and confusion. I feel the same about high-rises built in just a matter of months, new technology, decadent desserts, sunsets, vistas, the list goes on. All architects of the previously named would most likely respond to the question with, ‘how much time you got?’ because the process leading up to the finished product is anything but simple. There’s brainstorming, dreaming, organizing, planning, researching…and that’s all before a single drop of paint hits the canvas! Even the creator of the heavens and earth took time to make sure things churned out in a specific fashion(far from the wizard-like gestures we picture him brandishing to make things appear).

what i would like you to know about ‘the process’:

  • It’s an ebb and flow–as in, every few moments you have to stand back, access, and gift yourself with the larger perspective that surrounds the piece. I look real funny when I paint because I’m constantly rocking back to see my work from afar. Sometimes it’s just a dab of white and then I’m rocking back 6 feet.

  • Things take time–while tight deadlines(I will admit) push me along, you can’t rush through the foundation you’re building for something beautiful. There will be times that things just flow out, gosh those are wonderful moments. But they’re not predictable unfortunately. I’m sure you’d agree that more often you’re hit with a rut or problem to solve. When that’s the case, that’s when your trusty tools, endurance, break-times, and creative partners can step up to the plate.

  • Everyone works differently–what works for me, may not feed you at all. That’s ok, just make sure you are finding that sweet spot where you are the most creative, most productive, and most yourself.

  • The prep is often longer than the execution–this can be so frustrating, because the whole point of doing it is because most likely you love the act of painting (or whatever your craft is). But an even worse feeling is when your final piece goes left because you didn’t think too hard about what your plan of attack would be prior. I’ve come to appreciate the amount of time spent in the process because I know that it will just better my final and set me up for success.

  • It’s a roller coaster of emotions and skill-testing–one stereotype about artists that is true is that we feel, more than your average person doing their job. So in the midst of working with a client, stretching your creative capabilities to land a job, you’re also experiencing connection with your work, delight and disappointment in your ability, all while meeting your deadline. It’s a crazy balance.

  • It’s crucial to know there is grace to mess up, start over, and change course.

SO, voila…

…a slightly unconventional list, but from my experience, important nuggets to get you to your final product…or at the very least, a sane head-space. Next time when you feel the urge to ask a creative, “sooooo, how did you do that…” you can refer back to this blog and know that behind every stroke, note, flavor, and color, there is intention and a person that has been logging in those 10,000 hours. Who knows, maybe God put in some practice rounds elsewhere before molding up our Eden and claiming it as “VERY GOOD.” Perhaps one day I’ll say the same about something I’ve made.

More Floral Babes & Sketchbook Dump

apparently heads and scenery are my go-to’s…or just things i’m really missing going on month 5 of sheltering.

June–August 2020

in all sincerity, y’know what’s fun to paint and stare at for hours on end? babies.

This summer has birthed (no pun intended) a number of baby portrait projects and I’m loving it. You can’t really get mad when you’re staring at glowy chub. But you also can’t ignore how much that little face will change just in the next few months so capturing it in this moment in time feels that much more special. I feel so honored to get to document and celebrate that for all the art-loving mommies and daddies. Feel free to shoot me an email if you would like your little one displayed on canvas…I absolutely include puppies in that statement.

thanks all for partaking in last month’s art sale, together we raised several hundred for the non-profit, inneract project! much appreciation for each one of you and hope the art you purchased is bringing a ‘lil bit of beauty and joy into your homes.

Art-in-Place: Part I

From California to Ohio, from Mazatlán to Melbourne, our little cohort-that-could has been creatively spending our ‘outreach phase’ from within our homes. We’ve been calling it ‘international outreach’, haha. I realize that probably sounds rather confusing to some, especially YWAMers that are so used to hitting the mission field with just your backpack and bible in tow (which by the way, I was 100% ready for!). But I am so grateful that our leaders decided to seize this opportunity to use what we have, from where we are, at a time that probably needs our art more than ever before. After all, there’s basically a captive audience just waiting for new content to flash across their screens right before us. Why not take this chance to use all of these online platforms well?

I wanted to give you all a little glimpse of some mini art that I’ve been working on the past month. These will be leaving my hands very soon and getting mailed out to friends and family across the country that have been on my heart. It may be you! Some of these pieces were created for a specific person in mind; others, the image came first and the giftee came after, with some thought and prayer. Each piece was inspired by a character in the bible and their admirable characteristics, particularly their special relationships with God. One of the cool things about gifting art like this is that you just never know what God will do with it once it exits your bubble. My job is done, now God will use these to speak whatever He needs to speak.

For funsies, here are few clues for you to try and guess which character belongs to which card *answers on bottom

  1. Barnabas: Whose name means, ‘son of comfort’. Sold his field, aka source of income, food, status, and comfort as an offering to the Lord.

  2. Stephen: “Lord Jesus, receive my Spirit.” Faithful servant, friend, and advocate who up until his stoning assumed his role as translator between father and creation. A true saint.

  3. Mary(sister of Martha): Loved extravagantly with a singular focus. When people stared at her in shock and incredulity she stuck to her guns.

  4. Asher: Happiest of tribes, blessed with an abundance of olive oil. “May you always feel like you’re God’s favorite!”

*Answers: (1. Row1, Column2) (2. Row2, Column1) (3. Row3, Column1) (4. Row1, Column1)

I had a swell time diving a little deeper into each character, particularly the more obscure ones that I’d never paid any mind to before. I can’t tell you the dozens of times I’ve glazed over the name Barnabas without really giving his story a second thought. Perhaps there’s a name in the bible that you’ve always taken for granted or assumed you knew everything about them because the 5 verses in the bible that mention them. But oh, are those powerful verses. It was a privilege spending time with these saints and martyrs of the past.

if you or a loved one would like a piece of personalized art, I will be open for commissions at a sliding rate starting mid-june. until then, stay tuned for part II.

peace be with all of you, cait

Visio Divina

There are so many methods and techniques to focusing oneself during a time of prayer. One creative way is using Visio Divina, divine seeing. Not to be confused with its brother, Lectio Divina. Like Lectio Divina, Visio has a series of guided steps to best center your head and heart, but with imagery instead of scripture. There’s a contemplative nature to Visio Divina that allows your eyes to sit with the chosen image, moving around it, observing more than you normally would at just a glance, releasing any assumptions or natural inclinations to judge. In this process there is space made to let your mind wander into perhaps inward unopened rooms. The image triggers emotions, words, sensations, and thoughts. Which in turn lead to unique prayers and quite potentially new images that deserve to be worked out on your canvas…or page…or lump of clay.

STEPS:

  1. Prepare - Close your eyes, breath, clear your mind. Ask God to enter your prayers and speak through the image.

  2. Observe - Open eyes, scan image. Note what draws your attention. Close your eyes again and rest them for a minute.

  3. Meditate - Open eyes and let them wander. Focus and identify on what is catching your eyes. Close your eyes, picture that same imagery in your mind.

  4. Pray - Open eyes and look at that same spot again. Allow it to bring forth a word, image, or emotion. Close and rest your eyes.

  5. Contemplate - Open eyes and gaze at the whole image. What is God speaking to you through this image? How will you respond?

The Descent of the Holy Spirit - Anthony Van Dyck (1599–1641)

oil on canvas (265 × 221 cm) — 1618-1620

This piece was inspired by Acts 2:2, the day of Pentacost, as Jesus’ followers were gathered together and the Holy Spirit descends upon them in the form of flames, bringing about the ability to speak languages of many foreign nations. I spent about 1 hour sitting with this painting, observing and meditating on that amazing day. I imagined how perplexing and frightening it must have felt to be in that room when the Holy Spirit wind came roaring through. Why is this room not on fire? Why is Simon speaking another language? What am I speaking? As I sat longer with the piece, I realized that I couldn’t take my eyes off of who I'm presuming to be Mary Magdalene(one of Jesus’ closest followers) in the center. She’s dressed in a bold blue robe; not only does she have a flame hovering but she’s also working a whole flame halo; and while the men surrounding her are a chaotic flurry of emotion, she has firmly planted herself in reverent posture in peaceful prayer and acknowledgement.

If you take a look below, you can see my visual processing as I began honing in on Mary Magdalene. The symbol of her blue robe reminded me of a blue flame and how the blue portion of the flame is closest to the source. It isn’t necessarily hotter than the other flames, but it is high-energy and has potential to get hotter. I felt that this focused part of the flame represented Mary’s faith and intimacy with the Lord quite accurately. Particularly during a crazy period of time where Jesus had died, resurrected, revealed himself, exited, and the disciples were trying to find their bearings. All the while, Mary was a steadfast fixture of remaining attuned to Jesus, whether that be at His crucifixion or at the empty tomb.

There’s so much symbolism in religious art that I’m sure Mr. Van Dyck intended to imply about each object in this piece that may not line up with what I personally experienced. But I have a feeling he would be alright with that, because the wonderful thing about art is that depending on the viewer, the meanings multiply and evolve from generation to generation.

Amidst the chaos and confusion, I hope I, we, take note from Mary Magdalene and delight in the gift of nearness to Jesus, with faith that he’s got things like fiery tongues of holy spirit in our future to once again, blow us all away.

Holy Week Series

an ode to:

  • Beautiful Mexico,

  • This peculiar season of all of our lives,

  • And the ultimate message of underlying light and redemption that pulls us out of a place of hopelessness and into a state of grace.

Palm Sunday

Palm Sunday

Day 2

Day 2

Day 3

Day 3

Day 4

Day 4

Day 5

Day 5

Good Friday

Good Friday

Holy Saturday

Holy Saturday

Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday

he is risen. amen.

Sabbath or Quarantine - An Unexpected Reality

“Calling again to mind,
the grace of circumstance, sabbath economy
in which all thought is song,
all labor is dance.
The world is made at rest,
in ease of gravity.
I hear the ancient theme in
low world-shaping song
sung by the falling stream.

Unmaking makes the world.”
— "Sabbaths" by Wendell Berry
Worked hard and played harder.Wasting time with others is the most underrated form of fellowship, wouldn’t you agree? I’ll take laughing cardio any day.

Worked hard and played harder.

Wasting time with others is the most underrated form of fellowship, wouldn’t you agree? I’ll take laughing cardio any day.

My sacred, weekly Micky date.You know those friends that you cannot wait to sit down with and sip and nibble and tell everything to? Where the whole interaction feels like a simultaneous relieving exhale and giddy inhale? Your energies practically v…

My sacred, weekly Micky date.

You know those friends that you cannot wait to sit down with and sip and nibble and tell everything to? Where the whole interaction feels like a simultaneous relieving exhale and giddy inhale? Your energies practically vibrate because you’re just so spiritually in tune, riding the same wave of life? And when you regretfully bid adios you’re bummed but so energized and satisfied. Like you just had the most perfectly portioned meal of delicious food, or took in the most refreshing gulp of icy, brisk air that filled up all your senses. That’s a kingdom feeling. That’s what it’s like coming freely to God to spend quality time with him. That’s how He feels receiving us. That’s how he designed communion.

One of my friends used to bring me ‘gifts from nature’ all the time; flowers, shells, rocks, and the occasional live creature. Originally I didn’t quite know what to do with it all, but very quickly I came to love the childlike joy she found in the …

One of my friends used to bring me ‘gifts from nature’ all the time; flowers, shells, rocks, and the occasional live creature. Originally I didn’t quite know what to do with it all, but very quickly I came to love the childlike joy she found in the exchange and how she marveled at the pure beauty simply found around us. I imagine that’s how God felt while surveying HIs creation in the beginning and gifting it to humanity. And lucky for her, animals love me so they were in good hands! ;-)

Well here we are folks. Where is that exactly? To be perfectly honest, I’m a little stumped myself to how I got to writing this blog post from San Francisco instead of Mexico. If you too have felt that the past 2 weeks have been a blur of events, you are definitely not alone in that. I myself could not quite exhale till I hit California soil, and since then it’s felt rather out-of-body to be back and yet stagnate. Along with a large portion of the world, San Francisco is in shelter-mode. An unexpected version of the silence and solitude retreat I was already planning on having post-art school, just perhaps 2 months too soon. Or just right? I fluctuate between a firm grasp on God’s overarching plans that already contained this curveball, and the confusion and sadness that live in sensing a premature exit has just occurred.

Somewhere deep down is an invitation. There’s always an invitation.

In this moment, there is the invitation to BE. Be present, be with God, be with myself, be with my family, be still. What a different type of invite! Don’t get me wrong, there is also a lot of opportunity for productivity. I applaud the resourcefulness I’ve seen on social media. But I know for myself, this invitation is more of the contemplative nature. A chance to catch my breath and reflect on the goodness of the Lord from Mazatlan to San Francisco. In the fullness of all his details and grandeur.

I want to continue to share both creative thought and experience with you my friends and family, as I so feel led to. These posts will obviously take place in a different context, but despite our wild circumstances God is still God, and He is still King. And in my humble opinion, that deserves more than just me alone in a room pondering in circles.

So thank you for coming along this windy journey of mine. In some ways, you could say the next chapter is officially starting. What could the great author have thought up next?…

Here are a few snapshots of my family from the past 3 months who are now scattered across the world and a piece that had me rehearsing the tethered faith I share with Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Graduation night! So grateful for each face (including Hannah’s painted one) here and the uniqueness that they brought to our cohort. I learned so much from each individual. My heart does a little leap of fondness when I think of you guys!

Graduation night! So grateful for each face (including Hannah’s painted one) here and the uniqueness that they brought to our cohort. I learned so much from each individual. My heart does a little leap of fondness when I think of you guys!

‘FAITHFULNESS’ - We had a week of acrylic painting and the final project was to pick a fruit of the Spirit that you strive for. Faithfulness was my gut reaction pick. Interestingly, not for my usual reasons though. This time, my reaction was out of …

‘FAITHFULNESS’ - We had a week of acrylic painting and the final project was to pick a fruit of the Spirit that you strive for. Faithfulness was my gut reaction pick. Interestingly, not for my usual reasons though. This time, my reaction was out of the deep desire to respond always in faith because He was first faithful. My faithfulness is never a new revelation, rather a posture of thanks because I have been deeply loved and blessed for as long as I can remember, and continue to be. The blue stripes represent God’s pouring out His devotion onto me, and the background blue stripes represent my response of faithfulness arising back to Him.

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Thank you for all your sustaining prayers!

vice versa, You are all in my thoughts and prayers every day. in a time of solitude and quiet, lets revel in the mystery and wonder of God’s faithfulness to us, found in the person of jesus.

Slight Change of Plans

Well just as quickly as we could make plans to travel across Mexico, those plans can shift and reroute back home to San Francisco.

Due to the rapid changes and precautions occurring in our world today regarding COVID-19, YWAM Mazatlan is officially closing down all current schools and releasing both staff and students back to their home countries. Within the course of 24 hours our base released the news, the community scrambled for flights, we worshipped, we prayed, we graduated, we got commissioned, and we said many premature good-byes.

It would be so easy and natural to succumb to the roller-coaster of emotions, believe me that has been my default most minutes of the day. But what an opportunity to take each day step-by-step to wholly lean on the deep provision and sovereignty of our Father! He has gifted me with 10 inspiring weeks here where I rapidly learned of His creative heart and generous work in my own life. He knew I would be here for just 10 weeks and therefore, how will I take that gold, refine it, and present it to you all and whoever is willing to listen/look? Things I now have the opportunity to ponder and reflect on for the next few weeks as I quarantine up in the comfort of my parents’ home.

Prayer Requests:

  • Travel mercies upon myself and my Mazatlan friends. Many countries have begun shutting down borders causing a lot of disorder and panic. I leave Friday afternoon.

  • That we would freely and wisely bring all of our emotions to God. Between the Discipleship Training School and Art Evangelist School that were all ramping up to begin our outreach trips, there is the huge danger to fall into feeling like we were robbed of an experience. My deep desire and hope is that in hindsight we will all see that God was using all of this to launch us all into many nations that desperately needed the fruit that was growing over here in our Mazatlan bubble. God is ready to release us!

  • My homecoming is a sweet time of rest, reflection, and quite potentially time to chart next steps. But all in God’s time, not my own antsy, get-it-done tendencies.

  • That lots of art and creative juices will continue to flow, just now in a different location.

Thank you so much friends! I hope you are finding this extraordinary time bringing you into a prime spot where our great comforter and savior can meet you. catch ya on the skype!

Finished this painting on my last day here for the next family that receives a new home from our Homes of Hope ministry. This puppy has been on my mind since January and I made it my mission to get it done before leaving. Probably one of my favorite…

Finished this painting on my last day here for the next family that receives a new home from our Homes of Hope ministry. This puppy has been on my mind since January and I made it my mission to get it done before leaving. Probably one of my favorite creations this season. It came with the word from the Lord that He deeply cares that we feel at home, that He keeps His promises, and hopes that this new home would be a home of peace.

Draw your Heart Out

*Apologetic disclaimer before this blog post starts. Looks like there was a slight user error glitch on my end linking subscribers to this site. But we should be all good to go now! Sorry if I’ve appeared MIA, quite the contrary. On the plus side, you now have a whole evening’s worth of getting to know Caitlin Ng awaiting you, lucky you!

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You best bet I’m drawing up a storm over here! For those of you who know me well, you know that drawing has been a constant in my life since…well practically forever. Picture a 4-year old already committed to the rhythm of waking up at the crack of dawn, sitting at the table with her stack of white paper and black ball-point pens, and unleashing all her pent up creativity from sleep. As a result, stacks upon stacks of unfinished illustrated stories are crowding my parents’ garage. Unfortunately I haven’t maintained that practice at age 30, but I will say that this school has allowed for the time and space to intentionally work that back into my norm.

We got to delve into the foundations and basics of drawing recently. And while the years of experience I’ve accumulated both from my childhood habits and my formal art school training have served me well, there is a very fundamental difference this time around. It’s rooted in the act of seeing. You’d be surprised how hard seeing can actually be. I don’t mean just looking, I mean soaking in what it quite literally before your eyes for all that it is and it’s context. What often trips up an artist is matching what’s on the page to what’s in front of you. That is largely because we tend to work out of assumption; our brains assume that we already know where the shadows on an apple fall or how to portray eye lashes accurately. But the reality is, we immediately set up limitations to our art and ourselves when we do that. We prohibit any creativity from taking place when we get so cocky that we take our eyes off of the main point, the object of our artwork.

Perspective lesson with park benches.

Perspective lesson with park benches.

If you’re tracking, you most likely recognized how much of this so holistically transfers on to how we view our lives and God. Are we acting out prematurely, assuming we know what people and life are about? Or even worse, cutting off God and Holy Spirit from fully expressing himself? I know that for myself, the process of seeing a person entirely as a beloved child of God, fearfully and wonderfully made, is sometimes one of the most difficult tasks of my day. But that’s how God wholly sees them! Or to take it back to my art process, sitting and observing thoroughly to the extent that I am left marveling at God’s genius can more often than not feel so tedious. When we’re faced with that frustration, the sheer fallibility of our humanity contrasted against the brilliance of God’s creativity is pretty undeniable.

The good news in all this is that there’s always the grace and room to see more. to see better. to squint, blink, and try again. hallelujah!

Quick blind contour warm-ups. *A blind contour is when you don’t look down at your paper or lift up your pencil once for the entire drawing session.

Quick blind contour warm-ups. *A blind contour is when you don’t look down at your paper or lift up your pencil once for the entire drawing session.

5 minute charcoal study of Kai. It’s been a hot minute touching charcoal. I forgot how gratifying it is to get your hands dirty and play with such high contrast.

5 minute charcoal study of Kai. It’s been a hot minute touching charcoal. I forgot how gratifying it is to get your hands dirty and play with such high contrast.

prayer requests:

  • Carnaval starts tonight! YWAM Mazatlan drops all normal scheduling and jumps in to full-time ministering to the masses that travel from all over the world to one of the largest Carnaval celebrations. I will be a part of the art ministry doing some live painting in the thick of the crowds, as well as some portrait drawing at the YWAM coffee stand during the evening. Prayers for cool interactions and conversations, energy, safety, and for Holy Spirit to inspire my art.

  • Outreach fundraising! I have 9 partners in this school and all are in the process of fundraising for the next phase of our school.

  • Sounds simple, but just being confidant in myself, my ‘style’ of loving on people in the name of our Lord and what I know to be true. I am surrounded by Christians from many, many walks of life and it can be easy to subscribe to believing that there is one, right way to see, feel, and hear God.

peace and inspiration be with you this week. stop and ‘see’ something differently in your regular schedule perhaps that you never paused on before.

Play!

First 2 weeks in the bag! It’s the surrealest feeling that I am here, in Mexico, for the next few months. Still adjusting of course, but every day feels like a new adventure and opportunity to seek out God’s fingerprint in Mazatlán that I dare not waste. The first week in class was spent getting to know each other and the space, but also exploring ‘play’. Imagine starting a course told to just Go and play!. The thought behind that being play is of the utmost importance for our human function and livelihood. A deficient amount of play could result in some serious human issues. Good, solid play, both as a kid and adult, is so necessary for release and creative minds to get flowing. But also, play teaches you to release your hold on perfectionism. In play there are some guidelines, but the pressure to succeed and be the best is significantly, if not completely eliminated. For a creative to be freed from the burden of getting it right is, from my experience, one of the biggest lessons to learn!

So we played away for a week, exploring materials, using our fingers, and asking What if I tried this? Or what would happen if I did this?

Las posibilidades son infinitas…

The day’s remnants drying off.

Messing around with acrylics, cornstarch paste, and palette knives.

Messing around with acrylics, cornstarch paste, and palette knives.

The new family getting down and dirty! *Fun fact: There are 4 countries represented in this photo.

The new family getting down and dirty! *Fun fact: There are 4 countries represented in this photo.

5 highlights since arriving:

  • Having the beach across the street! It has quickly become a part of my daily rhythm, whether for quiet time or inspiration.

  • Getting to know my fellow 9 artists and 2 instructors in the program, the places they come from, and getting to talk art with them.

  • My Spanish is getting a serious workout! Fortunately for me, everything is bilingual. Bonus Spanish lessons todos los días. As you can see, Spanglish has become my default.

  • Being reunited with Mexico friends whom I thought I would never, ever see again. In fact the last word we said to each other was Te veo en el cielo. See you in heaven. Funny how life twists on us.

  • Sensing God’s sweet, still presence in this place and His command to be here and to make things with Him.

Flying South for the Winter

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Pretty soon after moving into this beautiful, old Tenderloin apartment, a mural starting going up kitty-corner from us. I had a clear view from my room, it was magical. Little by little what emerged out of abstract shapes became quite clearly a majestic monarch butterfly perched on a California poppy. About the same time as this mural was unfolding, I was doing my own processing about whether or not I should pursue this art program in Mazatlán.

I remember my mom texting me that the mural could be a sign from God. Well, that would be epic wouldn’t it? So I wracked my brain trying to make sense of it, hunting for some sort of divine answer in it all. Was I emerging from a cocoon in some unrevealed way? Did I need to stay in CA? Was I being called to paint murals!? Nothing really stuck…

And as it usually goes, through the hurts-so-good, excruciating trudge of learning to ultimately step out in faith and out of your comfort zone, I made the decision to say ‘SI’ to this move and now here we are.

About a month later, I looked up the monarch muralist’s instagram and the many posts about this particular TL mural. Well, much to my surprise and humor, I discovered that the mural was titled One Monarch, representing this one animal that unites Canada, the US, and Mexico via migration patterns. *JAW DROP* Of course, literally, right before my eyes, on a daily basis for months was a gorgeous sign of traveling to Mexico in the Winter.

Funny how things like this happen, subtle and yet oh so obvious.

2020 Newness

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hola friends…

it’s been a hot minute to say the least. But I thought this would be the perfect time to revamp, hit restart, and invite you along for a new ride.

Starting January 2020 I will be embarking on a 6-month long adventure in Mazatlán, Sinaloa, MX. Awaiting there is an art school (apart of YWAM International) who’s aim is to foster an environment where your intended, creative self can flourish, be inspired, and learn to apply your talents to the surrounding communities.

I spent a lot of 2019 diving further into the concept that if God is the ultimate creative, with a portfolio consisting of galaxies and mountain ridges, and a resume stacked with every color, flora, creature, and splendor you could fathom, then what does that entail for His ultimate creation, humanity?

Created in His image, with the intention to take on the vocation of co-creator.

What is the responsibility of the artist (of every field and gifting) to make and invent with our utmost potential? And who for?

Is your head spinning yet? Welcome to my brain.

The hope for these next 6 months is:

  • to honor my gifting with the space, time, and attention it deserves,

  • to delve deeper into the fraction of God that is titled, CREATOR,

  • to reach all sorts of people groups, including this online one, more intentionally through art and creative spark.

so welcome, thanks for joining me on this next chapter!