The other night I had a nightmare in which I was unable to form an essay and articulate it in class. I was so disappointed in myself and began to blame the teacher for not giving me enough time to put together a well-thoughtout and presentable argument. When I awoke, I realized that I have indeed neglected my dreams of being a creative being and writer.
In particular, I have also neglected this website. I feel guilty for having neglected this website for almost over a year! I came to a crossroads wherein I didn’t know how to continue this website and so, I just kind of stopped.
In 2015, I found myself working for a growing and beautiful Spanish resort company; however as much as I enjoyed the opportunity, I needed to leave the position to focus on my small family. Even during the transition from working and constantly being on the move to becoming (mostly) settled and focusing on home life, I still felt an eagerness to learn, discover and be part of something bigger.
Luckily I had enough inspiration to challenge myself through illustration and have been drawing almost everyday since. I redid my tumblr account and have posted all of my experimental, learning projects at chamomile notes.tumblr.com. Some of the drawings were drawn using Google Images as references or pop culture as inspiration, but all of them are original. If you should view them, please feel free to leave me comments.
As we are moving into 2016, I intend to start writing more and more often, and I would also like to continue illustration. My hope is to be able to keep this website updated more regularly.
On to 2016… *cheers*
While I’ve been swimming in the job market, looking for my next opportunity, I’ve often found myself discouraged and really down. I’ve found myself being passed up for entry-level positions like data entry clerk and receptionist, and I start to feel like my credentials aren’t good enough to be a good candidate for any role. But that’s not true because there are lots of reasons why I am unique and just haven’t found the perfect organization to grow in. For now, we can start with five reasons why I am unique.
1. I’m efficient, especially when I get to call the shots and can keep my team focused. Added that I am punctual and do well with meeting deadlines, my efficiency gets a boost and those daunting tasks are checked off as quickly as it was to write them down. I’ve always been complimented on how quickly I’ve gotten things done.
2. I like to learn new things. And I take the new things I learn and file them in a wrinkle in my brain to be referenced at a later time if/when necessary. Life is a series of building things upon things. People have told me that I’m really “sharp,” but I just take things that are given or said to me to heart.
3. I’m creative. I like learning new things and I also like combining information and new ideas to be more efficient, thus I am creative. In the creative category, I also like to illustrate, draw, photograph, write — pretty much produce my own original pieces whenever possible. I’m actually teaching myself (with the help of lynda.com) Adobe Illustrator.
4. There is always room for improvement. Sometimes I think it would be so great to be so confident that I thought I was the best at everything I do — you know how they say, “Fake it ’til you make it,” but I’m of the mentality that I can become better. I read biographies, self-help books, quotes. I ask strangers for their opinion on random subjects. I will never be perfect, but I can be better. I am always doing something.
5. I’m genuinely and highly motivated. I don’t just want to get a job anywhere, I want to find a position that will contribute to my professional growth. I don’t want to just relish in becoming an assistant, I want to surpass that eventually and take on bigger projects. I truly and honestly want to grow into a career where I can own what I do and where I am.
Want to know more reasons why I am unique? Comment, tweet me, reach me and let me know!
The latest account I have been working on is Good Spirits Package Store’s Facebook presence.
With over 128 million active users in the U.S., the owner and I decided that we should first introduce the business’ presence on Facebook before investing in other social platforms. Though we have yet to publicize the Facebook account to regular customers, we have opened the account and started putting content online. Content will feature information about promotional events, educational material and contests to engage with followers.
Please “like” the Facebook page and join in on the fun at Good Spirits, here.
Last Christmas, I got a Canon T3i for a present and I’ve finally started to really use it. I’ve read books about photography of all kinds, watched some videos online about how to take good pictures, even checked Lynda.com for tutorials about lighting and I’m constantly browsing Tumblr and Pinterest to see what “interesting” photos are suppose to look like.
I decided to stick some of my better photos on a blog so I can see if I’ve finally develop some sort of style and improved if any.
Here’s the link, if anyone’s interested.
Meanwhile, I’ll be accepting free feedback.
By Gaoli Moua
If you ever hear a woman weeping in the dead of night while crying out “¡O hijos míos!” you should be a little scared because she could be La Llorona.
La Llorona, the Weeping Woman, has haunted Mexican and Latin American children for over five centuries. She has been written about in books, spoken about around the campfire and portrayed in Hollywood films. For some, she is just a mythical character created to scare children into good behavior, but for others she is a real entity that is often seen in the night.
“The Llorona is a popular figure throughout Central America, Mexico, and Southwestern United States, where I grew up,” Spanish Professor Marc Anderson said. “She was originally based on the Aztec goddess Coatlicue, who supposedly appeared prophetically just before the Spanish conquest crying for her children who would be lost. After the conquest, she was seen frequently, usually as the prelude to disaster.”
Growing up in Montrose, Colo., Anderson heard one of the many different variations of the Llonora story.
“We heard stories about the ‘Ditch Witch,’ who wandered along irrigation ditches looking for her children, whom she had supposedly drowned,” Anderson said.
“[As a child,] I wasn’t really scared by the story—it was just a ghost story,” Anderson said. “Of course, if I had been wandering around the arroyo (creek) at night, I might have felt differently. My suspicion is that only very young children would be scared of the Llorona or her male counterpart, El duende.”
Maria Tibavinsky, a 20-year-old senior from Lawrenceville, Ga., majoring in Nutrition Science, said she was also not afraid of La Llorona or the story. Growing up in Bogota, Columbia, Tibavinsky learned about the story in school but couldn’t recall the details of the myth.
“I was probably more afraid of el cuco, the boogey man,” said Tibavinsky. “But sometimes I would hear my Aunts say that a friend had seen [La Llorona].”
Paloma Baldovinos, a 22-year-old senior double majoring in international affairs and anthropology from Hampton, Ga., remembers being scared of the La Llorona story as a child.
“Once upon a time when the Spanish first began to settle in Mexico, there was a particularly wealthy Spanish officer who led a young, native girl to believe that he loved her and would marry her,” Baldovinos recalled.
“They were together for a while and she bore him 3 children; all seemed well. But later [the Spanish officer] was offered a marriage to the daughter of a high-ranking Spanish official. He had money but he knew what the marriage could do for his rank so he accepted and married her. As soon as the native girl, mother of his children, found out, she was devastated. In a fit of rage and frustration she killed her children and threw them into the lake. When she realized what she’d done, she committed suicide to ‘remedy’ her pain.”
In most La Llorona stories, the native girl’s spirit reaches the gates of heaven and is refused entry because she did not have her children’s spirits with her. She is told she can only enter when she has found them.
“The scary part was that we were told that at nights you could hear her walking the streets wailing out ‘¡O hijos míos!’—basically ‘Oh, my children!’—in search of her children,” Baldovinos explained.
“If we were crying or making a big fuss, we were always warned that she would come get us and take us into the lake because she thought that we were one of her children screaming out for her.”
Even though she is just a myth, there are have been reports of La Llorona sightings by people of all ages all over the Americas. The story has been localized according to country and region, where many communities have identified bodies of water with her.
Juan Carlos Ramirez, a Mexican literature professor at San Diego State University Imperial Valley Campus, told Alejandra Davila at the Imperial Valley Press in 2011that the myth promotes good motherhood and solicits good behavior from children.
“I do plan on telling my children this story,” Baldovinos said. “However, I am not sure if I will scare them with it because, I have to admit that, to this day I feel a tremor of fear pass through me on those dark windy nights when the wind seems to wail out.”
Folk story or not, La Llorona is a story that is likely to have a lasting impact on people of all ages. Adapted to television, NBC’s Grimm’s “La Llorona” episode received high ratings when it first aired last October.
This story was originally written in October 2012 and submitted to a student newspaper for publication.