Mafe Maria: A Creative Playground by Maria Q. Stultz
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As soon as I saw her, she reminded me of my mom. She looked mature, yet youthful. I liked everything she said, her experience, her presence at my house, and the best sign of all: Joaquin seemed to be ok with her. He ate his dinner peacefully, even with a “stranger” at the table. Then [...]
Here’s something I have come to know about myself over time… I need recognition. I hate to admit it to myself, but it’s the truth. On my first jobs out of college, and then, out of Business School, I got plenty of recognition from all of my bosses, and bosses’ bosses. Life was great and [...]
My playgroup friends had to explain it all to me… You see, where I come from, Easter is not called “Easter”. It’s “Semana Santa” (Holly Week), a time to reflect on Christ’s sacrifice and perhaps do some sacrifices of our own. Not a time to be running wild and crazy, looking for eggs filled with [...]
Dear Elves, First it was the red ball. Then the green spider. Today I went ballistic twice looking all over the house for the hammer, and then looking all over again for the green ball, thinking that they too had mysteriously disappeared in our home’s Bermuda Triangle. Thankfully I found them, but I’m still very [...]
So you are an independent designer/artisan who’s perfected her craft over several years. You’ve documented your creative process through your blog and online photos, and have been blessed with achieving a lot of recognition for your beautiful handmade products. And one day you realize that a large company has “borrowed” one of your original designs, [...]
Besides thanking all of my friends and relatives who are so supportive of my recent endeavours as an artisan — some commenting on this blog, others looking and commenting the photos of my ongoing collection of creations, and others who have gone to the extreme of even buying items at my Etsy shop — I [...]
Dear big fat ass, I must tell you… I hate women like you: Over–the–top hyperactive, enthusiastic, rolling–on–the–floor–at–the–little–gym moms. And I would not be telling you and everyone else this, except for the fact that your big fat ass bumped into my child and made him cry while you were running backwards during warm up. You [...]
This comes from my days at business school… Whenever it was time to study for final exams, I used to get this unstoppable urge to clean. I’d start with the bathroom, then with the rest of the apartment. It was a huge surprise when I learned that I wasn’t the only one with such crazy [...]
Being faithful to my plans from last weekend, yesterday I used my day off to hand print some fabric in my kitchen. I only got four prints, which is a little disappointing considering all the time it took to prepare for the printing session, set up the work area, and then clean up everything. But [...]
As many of you may have noticed, production of playground entries on this site has slowed down considerably since Joaquin was born. While for several months the presence of a newborn was definitely a reason not to create artwork, I can’t blame it all on the poor bollito. Truth is, Joaquin’s birth brought my old [...]
Although the idea of selling prints of some of my artwork has hit me several times, it is only this weekend that I’ve started to really think seriously about it. Assuming that there’s a market for my stuff, I would like to offer a good quality product. That is, archival inks, heavyweight paper, a professional–looking [...]
Recently we changed our house locks, and although something told me we might run into trouble at some point, today I could fully confirm it by accidentally locking myself out of the house — thankfully, with Joaquin by my side. I had just strapped him to the car seat, and had my car keys with [...]
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