Finding my Joanna

Finding My Joanna I never thought of myself as a creative person. I can’t draw a stick figure to save my life. Whenever I’d take an art class my painting looked like blobs of mixed paint next to my friend’s masterpiece. I thought I’d try to be creative and take up pottery and most ofContinue reading “Finding my Joanna”

Bloom in the Boredom

Bloom in the Boredom I wrote this post about two years ago while I was experimenting in a Corporate America job. I had left my first job as a Special Needs teacher in pursuit of something new, a greener lawn. After three months at my desk job, and the realization that the grass was inContinue reading “Bloom in the Boredom”