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These past few months my health journey has felt like stepping through the looking-glass and landing straight into my own chaotic Underland — not the whimsical version with riddles and tea parties, but the kind where everything turns upside-down at once and refuses to land neatly. A Sudden Health Spiral and a Hospital Stay That Changed Everything In early October, what began as mild nausea turned into nonstop, uncontrollable vomiting. Within hours, I was in the Fayetteville h

Some weeks, my energy dips. My thoughts spiral. Even the simple idea of writing a list feels like too much. That’s when my bullet journal...

Same Hands, Different Canvases Some artists find one medium and settle in like it’s home. My path has never been that neat. One day I’m...

Today, I turn 35. If that feels like crossing through a mirror into a new realm—one painted with both gleam and shadow—you aren’t wrong....

Introduction Wind was my nemesis in the early days. Those farm events, swirling with dust and critters, taught me that simple screens or...

Intro: The Numbers Organizers Don’t See At my busiest, with brushes flying and a line that never lets up, I can paint maybe twenty faces...

Hand Illustrated Honeysuckle Bloom I was born in Durham, North Carolina, but grew up in Garner, back when it still had a small-town...

Discover the hidden world of professional face painting—safety, artistry, and whimsy that turn simple designs into lasting memories.

My creative world is a little like Wonderland itself—overflowing, unpredictable, and rarely quiet. Here’s a look at the long-term...

I never set out to build a fine art business from my whimsy. It began with a book in hand — Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking-Glass...