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2022 – A Year in Review
It’s been another year. A special year. A brilliant, sparkling, and heart-breaking year! I’ve reread all my past yearly reviews and each and every year seemed to be such a winding road. Thinking back, I might have never had a totally smooth-sailing year where there is only sunshine, except maybe before college? I feel a…
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BOOK | Bông hồng vàng – Paustovsky
Rất lâu rồi, khi tôi còn trẻ nít và ngây thơ, tôi đã viết về tình yêu cuồng nhiệt của mình với “Bình minh mưa” và Paustovsky. Những truyện ngắn trong trẻo, trữ tình và đầy nhân văn ấy đã theo tôi suốt những năm tháng tuổi trẻ. Nhưng dẫu nằm chung trong cùng một…
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A little note of happiness
It’s been so long a time. But finally, I am here, back to square one. Eyes swollen from lack of sleep, neck hurt from craining over paintings, heart broken and stomach hurt. But happy. Not the kind of happiness that makes you feel exhilarated on cloud nine, but the gentler, quieter kind because it’s meaningful,…
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36 – Đi tìm an yên
Mấy hôm trước bỗng đọc được một cái post trên Weibo về suy nghĩ của phụ nữ trung niên. Có người nghĩ về đàn ông, giữa sự đầy đủ về vật chất và tiện nghi mới thấu hiểu sự cô quạnh, có người vất vả xây dựng lại sự nghiệp sau những năm tháng nghỉ…
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How to start and keep a journal
Why start journaling? Journaling has been a great source of comfort and inspiration to me. The fact that you can slow down and quietly express yourself on paper is incredibly wonderful. It’s more common for artists to talk about sketchbooks, as they represent their own visual thinking process, and which I believe to be essential…
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2021 – A Year in Review
2021 was a remarkable year. Although it seems that this statement has been repeated so many times, it was indeed a turning point in my life where I quitted my full-time job and finally followed my dream of doing art professionally. In May, I came across Sylvia Path’s quote, I finally realised that I was…
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Home alone
It has not been very often these days when I am home alone. We almost always have each other around the house. And though we both enjoy together-alone “me time”, it’s rare that I have evenings all to myself without you being here. I look at the faint traces of sunlight on the bare blank…
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35
I’ve turned 35. Finally. As if it’s a special number that I both dread and hope for. It marks the deadline I set for myself ten years ago to drop everything and turn to art, with my whole self, body and mind and soul. Living it and being it. It’s a hug dedication that I…
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Thư từ Paris – 2
Bạn thân yêu, Lâu lắm rồi không liên lạc. Là lỗi của mình. Nhận được thư bạn từ lâu lắm, cũng đã chắp bút hồi âm, thế nhưng viết được một nửa thì lại bị ngắt quãng bởi việc nhỏ việc to, rồi cái đà viết nó trôi đi mất. Nói ngược nói xuôi cũng…
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2020 – A Year in Review
2020 has been a strange year. A year where the world has lost its track and I (somewhat) found mine. It started badly, where all sorts of things went wrong, and in the middle of the rumbles I finally realised that I had noone to blame but myself. My mind cleared up and for the…