Always support your friends. One may be dope enough to write a book and ask you to shoot the cover. And if they do, show up to the book release with matching shirts rocking the title. 👌
#ICYMI check out this #bts of #UNSCATHED the first in a dance series from @sophialucia5678! The first video features #go2talent 's @justjosh_in and was directed and produced by our own @rickypalomino! Hit the link in our profile for the full 📼! 💃🕺
Dear Leg Day…
I used to hate you. When you called my name, I heard it but I ran away from you. When I knew you were coming, I used to hide from you. When you influenced others to talk to me, I quickly made excuses to get away from you. Afraid of the pain because I didn’t want to get hurt. Afraid to fail, so I didn’t even try. Afraid of your name because of what you have done to others.
Who do you think you are, making me so afraid of who you are? Reflection in the mirror, shadow behind me… I take one step, and you are still ahead of me. Sweat in my face, tears in my eyes. Is there anything that you can’t do?
Now look at me. You made me who I am today and because of you, I have these legs. Quitting? That’s not in my vocabulary. When they quit, I keep going. When they sleep, I work harder. When they say that I can’t and count me out, I show them that I can. When I tell them about my dreams and they laugh, I make sure to laugh last. I am a dream chaser. That means I chase my dream and no one else’s. Only I can defeat me. It’s me against this work you put on it. There’s no losing.
I will not lose!
I came this far and I am not stopping now. Oh, hard leg day, my dad was right about you. You do pay off, and because of that, I love you. How can I not? I am no longer hiding from you. I am waiting for you. As a matter of fact, where are you? I need you.
I legday I trust!
I started a commission tonight but I’m not going to post progress shots, you just have to take my word for it that I’m keeping up with YOCH! Instead, I’m going to give a little peek at my main project for next year.
On the left are some of my written journals from 2000 to around 2006. For years I’ve been agonizing over what to do with them (I wrote a blog post about it in 2014, which I recently reposted on my website) and in 2013 I made two pieces out of ripped up journal pages and old art from 2001 (one of which is on the right). However, I stopped myself because I though I’d regret it. Almost 5 years on and living a whole world away from the journals (on many levels) I have decided this was the right path, and now I’m in a better place - artistically and mentally - to carry on the project.
Next month I’ll be bringing some of the journals to the US and making new art out of them: recycling painful pages to make peace. I’m hoping to document this process as well as I can. If you’d like to read more about my thoughts leading up to the whole project, you can view the blog post “Burning Your Diaries” on my blog - link in bio 😊
I've been thinking a lot about the lotus flower. I have one tattooed on my hand. It's not just their obvious beauty that has me captivated....So what is it about this mysterious blossom that people find so enrapturing? Its colorful bloom is an obvious suspect, but the lotus also has a life cycle unlike any other. With its roots based in mud, it submerges every night into murky river water, and—undeterred by its dirty environment—it miraculously re-blooms the next morning without residue on its petals. This resonates with me, deeply.
I'm not perfect, I've made and will continue to make mistakes in this game of life and learning to not repeat them, I've disappointed, I've been disappointed, some like me, some don't, some understand me, some misunderstand me, I don't do 'cliques', I'm neutral to everyone within reason, I'm weird to some and awesome to others because I'm not, nor have I ever been a conformist just to "get along" At the end of the day, I strive to live and please an audience of ONE.
#lovingme#unscathed #❤God #beingstretched#nojudgement#selflove