Hello, everyone! 💖
It feels great to write here again after so long! As usual, I’m busy with my academics and my thesis (so excited for this!)
Aside from those, I’ve also been busy filling up my Hobonichi every day! What is a Hobonichi? Well, it depends on the person using it, but for me – it’s my ‘life scrapbook’/ art journal. 🙂 I record the day’s highlights on it and practice my calligraphy, lettering, and illustration in it, too. As the title suggests, here are my January spreads!
First spread of the year! I wrote a letter for 2017 as a good-bye and my resolutions for the new year.
On the left, I wrote down some encouragement for the month. The right page officially starts the first Hobonichi day!
Last month, I had a friend who approached me with a proposal: teach a calligraphy class for LEAP (an annual alternative class event in my university). Of course, I freaked out. My mind went into overdrive thinking – was I good enough to teach a calligraphy class? Was I ready to face a class of around thirty or more to talk about my passion? Why was I chosen when there are so many other people who are better than me in calligraphy? Would my class think that I am too inexperienced?
I asked my friend calmly, “What specific type of calligraphy? Using the nib and ink?”
She replied later with, “Brush pen.”
I felt my confidence rise. I knew that using the brush pen was one of my strengths (well, as compared to nib and ink calligraphy). I took a deep breath, typed in: “I’ll do it” and hit send. I had a month to prepare.
I was so anxious, I couldn’t sleep at night for a while – I was really scared of my inexperience and how I will teach the class. I was afraid of what they’ll think of my work and my very being. It got to a point where I practiced teaching the class on my Snoopy stuffed toy (don’t judge) until I felt I was ready. So the night before, I prepared my bag of art supplies:
After checking my presentation slides for what seemed like the hundredth time, I finally went to sleep. The next day, one of my best friends, Nicole met up with me and encouraged me over lunch. She eased my worries and even walked me to my class where the project heads were waiting for me! A few minutes later, people started coming in. I felt my hands go cold and my blood rise up to my head. I knew I could nail it, but my perfectionist-self wanted everything to go according to plan.
I had three friends (angels) who attended my class – two of them on purpose, while the other was completely by accident – so I felt reassured and calmer. I set up my things on the table in front, cleared my mind, and signaled to the project head that I was ready.
Just wanted to make a quick post about what I’ve been up to.
School just started (for me) a few days ago and I’m happy. While staying at home is nice and all, there’s just this sense of peace and achievement within me whenever I go to class or complete a task. For my “last hurrah” before school started, I attended a watercolor pencil calligraphy workshop (courtesy of Faber Castell) last week with my cousin.
The funny thing is that it’s supposedly for mothers only (as a treat/celebration for mother’s day). My aunt (who is a mother) signed up so I decided to sign up as well (well, technically I can be called the mother of my two dogs heehee). Anyways, my aunt couldn’t go last minute so my cousin stepped in for her.
As you can see, MOMS EVERYWHERE. The photo is blurry because they all started looking at me and I felt shy HAHA.