On that solo London trip last November, I was walking back to my hotel from dinner and found myself down one of those strange streets that feels like a walkway, lined with doors with little more than a small step separating them from the rest of the world. Coming from an American city, this has always kind of freaked me out but they are ridiculously charming.
Read MoreIn November 2019, I took a solo five-day trip to London. On my final day, I found myself wandering through the sculpture galleries of the Victoria & Albert Museum in Kensington. There were so many beautiful interpretations of humanity posed and put on pedestals, but one in particular caught my eye. It was simply beautiful and so quiet in the echo-filled hall. I’m that person who likes to stare at art for inordinate amounts of time and I took all the time in the world to look at this terracotta masterpiece.
Read MoreSometime around 7th grade, I just stopped drawing. No idea why, except that maybe it had something to do with a general lack of confidence and a greater awareness of boy bands and Abercrombie shopping bags. No matter the reason, the fact remains that for 15 years, that skill lay dormant—getting rusty and becoming quite unfamiliar.
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