Wednesday, May 15, 2013

The Start of Beginning..

Last September, I went to this conference called STORYchicago Basically, it's a conference for creatives aiming to give 'fuel for the creative class' and it an experience more than it is a conference. It brings together creative practitioners who aren't necessarily known but have made their mark on the industry behind the scenes. While I was at STORY, I was introduced to a few people from Portland who were involved with a venture called Dream Year.

Dream Year was created by Ben Arment who is a huge believer in people and dreams. He basically mentors people around the world in helping them fulfill their dream. At the time I was working as a nurse and finding myself frustrated with my lack of creativity. But I had a dream for fashion. To create it, support women's value and beauty with it and to spark up a personality. I was encouraged to sign up for Dream Year and it took about 3 months of praying about it when I finally put in my application a week before it closed. Two weeks later, I found out I was accepted.

So here I am! It's May and I'm well on my way in starting up this fashion design business. For the last couple months, I have been working on my branding, my vision and my designs. I'm finally to the point where I can start materializing my outfits and start the production aspect of business...

SO. With all that said, I want to invite you into my process. Here. Right now. With this dinky little blog....

Thursday, April 11, 2013

The 'Age of Sail' was the period in which international trade and naval warfare were dominated by sailing ships. This is a significant period during which square-rigged sailing ships carried European settlers to many parts of the world in one of the most important human migrations in recorded history.

The Age of Sail::: A way to start new. To refresh oneself of a tyrannical system. To seek an adventure bigger than themselves. To get away from all that hurts and feel there is something to prove of oneself.

This is where my mind lands on a question. What do we strive for? It's an inner frustration we never relieve and it sinks us to complacency. To compare. To prove.

We become a routine because we don't know what else to do or how to. Or is it that we don't know what we really want? Are we truly honest with ourselves when we say that it's ok to work a dead-end job our whole lives cause benefits are good or we get a raise every month. What are we waiting for...or did we give up?

Where did your hopes go when you were a child and you looked at stars and thought you could touch them? You became bigger than you really were. You had hopes and desires that you thought would lead you through your lifetime. Desires change but that youthful hope is still there.

I say 'we' cause I am guilty of this myself. I'm done with striving and comparing. I'm living in the Age of Sail, living the adventure and loving it, knowing that God knows my desires. Doors will open when the time is right.

Don't get complacent. It's okay to start new. Money isn't everything. Do what you love. what you want.

We have nothing to prove.