52 weeks of hand lettering

I’m beginning a new project for 2015. If you know me for longer than five minutes, you know I love to doodle. Actually, I can’t help but doodle. I do it without knowing. It helps me focus. It helps me problem-solve. It generally helps be productive. The total opposite of how society views doodling. ­čÖé

This year, I want to document some of my doodles that usually end up in the trash or in forgotten notebooks. I’ll begin “52 weeks of hand lettering” today and continue through 2015. I hope you come on along this fun journey with me!
52 weeks of handlettering

Happy 2015.

“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” – Neil Gaiman

photo (3)Happy (Cheez-it) New Year from me to you!

So it begins.


Weddings are the ultimate celebrations. You’re celebrating everything: love, family, friends. And you celebrate with almost everything: big dresses, food, drinks, and dancing. Last weekend, I was honored to attend a wedding. Isn’t it such an honor to be invited to someone’s wedding? To be there when they make one of the largest – if not THE largest – promises of their life? It’s also thrilling that you witness the beginning of something BIG. Like, they will look back at pictures of that day for the rest of their lives. It’s a beautiful┬ástarting point!

I was able to spend the weekend with lifelong friends since we were all in the area for the wedding. What a treat. I think I needed a reminder of what amazing friends I have. Here’s to continuing to keep in touch with friends near and far. Thank God for the iPhone and group chats!


Every few months I have a realization of how addicted I am to my phone. Not even my laptop, just my phone. I only notice this because of how dirty my iPhone case becomes. Isn’t that gross?

I am making a huge effort to put my phone away more often. In hope to be less stressed, less caught-up-in-everything, and more relaxed and open to inspiration. I often feel like my brain is a giant soaked sponge when it has consumed so much information that does nothing for it. Like Facebook. And maybe even information that does matter like text messages and phones from far-away-friends.

It’s proving to be a bit difficult! Because of my profession and passion for communications, social media, new media and so on, being on my phone kept me up-to-date. I am playing around with the idea of allotting myself “screen time” like I am a type-A mom.┬á

How do you remind yourself to unplug?