milk and honey dripped from my lips
Reflecting on a poem by Rupi Kaur & creating a painting based on it.
A 1st generation Lao-American given the chance to seize opportunities because her parents were brave enough to immigrate.
Every year there is a very popular artist challenge called Inktober. This event takes place during the month of October and the aim is dedicate oneself to practicing their inking techniques. I challenged myself to push and pull on the ink & tools to see how I could use this medium to interpret the my subjects through my vision
I’ve never liked early mornings. I prefer being cocooned in my blankets and waking with the morning light without the blare of the phone alarm or the noise of weekday commuters. In my day to day, this is usually the case but when I travel I’m always excited to start my day early and get out of the hotel.
Looking back to that day, when I took the photo of my mom and great aunt posing on the tractor, I thought it was such an awkward and cliché photo setup. Reflecting on it now however, I realize all of my flower photos were pretty shallow, while that tractor photo that I thought was a cliché was actually the most meaningful one I could have taken.