Here’s to the Year of the Ox, a more happy and healthy 2021 🍊 🥬 🎋 🧧 🎉 🥟 🍜 🐟 🐮
I’ve been making glutinous rice balls for the fam – teamed up with my mom yesterday on New Year’s Eve to make a savory version of tong yuen / tang yuan, which is a symbol of togetherness. The ones we made were plain and unfilled. All I did was add some salt and oil to the dough.
This is the book I need. Elizabeth Gilbert wrote down the words that have changed the way I think about my creative life, which I struggle with a lot. I’m always questioning whether my work is good enough? does it look right? is it lame? These are paralyzing thoughts to have because I end up leaving my ideas in my sketchbook and not taking them further.
They’re all valid questions – albeit, negative AF – but…who cares? The point of it all is to keep creating and to keep doing what I enjoy. Art fulfills me and that should be what it’s all about. I have no control over how it’ll be received and that’s a liberating mindset to have.
You want to write a book? Make a song? Direct a movie? Decorate pottery? Learn a dance? Explore a new land? You want to draw a penis on your wall? Do it. Who cares? It’s your birthright as a human being, so do it with a cheerful heart. (I mean, take it seriously, sure—but don’t take it seriously.) Let inspiration lead you wherever it wants to lead you.
Well, yes, it probably has already been done. Most things have already been done—but they have not yet been done by you.
…just make whatever you need to make and toss it out there.
Done is better than good.
You made it; you get to put it out there. Never apologize for it, never explain it away, never be ashamed of it. You did your best with what you knew, and you worked with what you had, in the time that you were given. You were invited, and you showed up, and you simply cannot do more than that.
Great information here from Hot97 with Dr. Fauci and Dr. Kizzmekia (@kizzyPhD) like how the vaccine has been in the works for several years now and that the lightning speed applies to the manufacturing/production – not the development. That was actually something I was misinformed about. I’m glad that was cleared up.
Dr. Kizzmekia is 🔥 and Dr. Fauci left me for dead with his comment at the end.
Also, I took my dad to get vaccine shot 1 of 2 yesterday and…what a relief!
I didn’t realize how long I’d been holding in my breath until the pharmacist – who was super duper kind – take that needle and stick inject my dad’s arm. All of a sudden, I felt this wave of relief wash over me…it felt strange…is this pandemic PTSD?
I didn’t think the vaccine would be a huge deal probably because I’d been numbed by the damn quarantine for the past year with seemingly no end in sight because of all the dipshits out there who refuse to enact good governance by providing financial aid to people and businesses so that we could all stay the F* home and eradicate the virus like New Zealand and Taiwan.
Signing up my dad who is part of phase 1 was a pain last week. There is no central website. You have to visit separate sites to find what’s available and that’s only after you’ve entered all the personal info. And, if there are none available, you have to then go to another site and do that shit all over again.
We’re Massachusetts. We’ve got tech companies. And this was the mess that was served to us.
It wasn’t until my cousin found some open vaccine slots at a Walgreens that was only 10 minutes away from us that I was successful. Even with that, I had to sign my dad up for a Walgreens account to get access to the information. But, once I did, it was smooth sailing from there. As soon I booked his appointment, I was then prompted to book an appointment for his follow-up dose.
The only other stressful part to contend with was driving through Boston streets. With five minutes to spare, we got into the 6 people deep, socially distanced line when the pharmacist immediately called my dad’s name. Whoa. We didn’t have to check in or anything.
The pharmacist administering the shot was so kind and patient. She answered any questions/concerns we had. Afterward, we hung around for 15 minutes for any possible side effects. It was kinda nice to noodle around with my dad in the Valentine’s chocolate aisle.
Anyhow, it was a great day and I’m looking forward to his final shot as well as the next phase which my mom will hopefully be in. By then, the sign up should be less of a bitch.
Also, can I say that I am so glad I did not have to drive all the way out to Foxboro? Like, sure it’s exciting to have a mass vaccination site at a football / baseball stadium but not everyone can haul ass over there.
FYI I’ve never been to Gillette Stadium and I’ve lived here all my life.
is actually called a tray of togetherness. But, I only ever knew it as that candy tray my mom would bust out and fill with traditional and more fun candies during Lunar New Year. And now that I have a kid of my own, I want to have one of my own to bust out as well.
And did you know that it’s near impossible to find one to order online – even Amazon came up empty.
In the end, I did get one. My mom was kind enough to gift me with her older tray and I was more than happy to take it.
In celebration, I illustrated a candy tray and put my spin on it. It’s called “Have a Sweet New Year.” Greeting cards and more are now available to order in my shop.
I haven’t had this much fun drawing in a very long time. It wasn’t a struggle. Usually, I’m fighting with myself every step of the way – from idea, execution to the actual drawing & coloring.
I had fun this time and blocked out all the noise of being super self critical and just drew. I feel like this is a new beginning for me. I’m exploring subject matter that’s personal to me and putting my spin on it.
In Cantonese, 熱氣 “yeet hay” literally translates to “hot air” but refers more to your energy levels. In traditional Chinese culture, it is believed there is Yin (cold) and Yang (hot) energy in food. When your body has too much “yang,” it becomes imbalanced.
Some cooling tea helps but I’ve also embraced this state of hot energy with my latest collection called “I’m So Hot – Yeet Hay AF.”
I absolutely love how savage kids have become. I am here for it.
Thinking about a girl from camp 15 years ago called Xiu whose name this other girl named Brittany refused to pronounce and gave her the nickname “sunny” and how Xiu, as revenge, decided to pretend she couldn’t pronounce Brittany and called her “Bing Bong” instead.