A few years ago in New Mexico, Barb, a coworker friend, bought a betta fish for her desk. She named the fish after me, because my name was the only Thai word she could think of. This beautiful red fish with its sparkly blue sequined tail swam into everyone’s heart and made a big splash…
In 2008 I was finishing up my first marriage. In the midst of separation, I was determined to make comics as a form of validation. The stories could loosely be about my experiences, but I also wanted them to have a broader appeal. 2008 was also the year of the great economic recession and I,…
I certainly don’t draw as much as I should these days. But last weekend, the days were pleasant, so I swung in my hammock and sketched my front porch. When the sketch was nearly completed, I realized that the colors of the house were the same colors of a juicy watermelon.
Confronting Anger, Shame, and Guilt A few years ago, I worked at Blick Art Materials in Evanston, IL, right outside of Chicago. As I was stocking the shelves, I unpacked a box of figurines. Seeing each doll was like a punch to the gut. These tiny plastic toys were of various Asian characters with racially…
I take buspirone hydrochloride, or Buspar, for anxiety. In the past, I used to self-treat my anxiety with a friend’s Klonopin prescription. I did this for many years, having never talked to a health care professional about anxiety because I either didn’t have health insurance or was unsure of how to navigate the health care…
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