Jenn Smith

My word for 2022 is Bliss. If I learned anything over these past two years it is that time is not guaranteed in life.

This last post is a special one. It is here that I grew up. My childhood home. Over the years the kitchen and bathroom got redone.

So we are well into December 2020. I choose joy for this month. No matter what brings you joy I think we all can use it these days.

It is nearing the end of October. As I continue to keep as much normalcy as I can with my family there is a strangeness still in the days.

I have been meaning to write this blog for a while. While walking in my neighborhood this summer I was trying to find the good in every day.

You would think that a pandemic would have made someone make a garden like this. Grandpa is no stranger to having an abundant overflowing garden.

The quarantine had begun. All four kids were homeschooling. I was anxious and unsettled in this new normal.

Life has been well to say the least complicated these days. A lot of opinions and views and views flying around the internet a click away.

It has been a rollercoaster of emotions over here. I can hardly recall how life use to be.

2019 I got hit hard with the flu. I had all these plans I made on Christmas break 2018.

This was my Feb assignment. An illustration on Tasseology. I really haven't heard of this topic and thank god for google. It is really interesting to break it down simple...

I have enrolled in a art course online. It runs every year for about Five months. The assignments are always fun and it is a nice portfolio builder.

Here we are all ready in 2018. As the years go buy I am finally following my heart. I love drawing and creating.