there's a different type of frustration that comes with staring at a blank canvas or page. it feels like your creativity just disappeared. but this frustration felt different. for months, i couldn't even make it to the canvas. it wasn't about staring at it. i felt overwhelmed, exhausted, and blank, which kept me from even picking up my pen or paintbrush.

hi, i’m sb! welcome to this little corner of the internet where i’m trying something new: blogging. this space is where i’ll share my thoughts, creative processes, and ideas.. a chance to be real about the journey of juggling life, school, art, and everything else. think of this as an introduction—to me, my story, and what drives my work.