healthy new year

December 31st, 2014 | Posted by jesskeylon in Uncategorized - (0 Comments)


I don’t think I am alone here when I say my pants are fitting a bit tighter after the holidays.

When I look back at the past month or two of eating habits and exercise routines (or lack thereof), I can’t help but cringe. I’ve given in. I’ve let go. I’ve consumed our neighbor’s delicious cookies with ease, and my nephew’s chocolate gifts with reckless abandon. I’ve given up morning walks for sleeping in, and evening walks for watching movies. And now we arrive on the cusp of the new year, thinking over the past 12 months and wondering what new things the next months will provide.

So in pure cliche New Year’s form, I’m putting it out on the internet that I need to put the chocolate and cheesy crackers down and stop mindlessly snacking with the idea that food will keep my fingers and toes warmer. I’m going to go on a walk to warm up and then snuggle up in bed to watch a movie to stay warm. I’m going to make fresh ginger tea instead of rich hot chocolate, and most importantly, I’m going to love myself whether I do these things or not, whether I loose pound or two or not, because in reality, everything is okay.

Happy new year, everyone!


October 17th, 2014 | Posted by jesskeylon in Uncategorized - (0 Comments)

Days like today, when the leaves are transforming ordinary gutters into Goldsworthy-worthy stripes of orange, I can’t help but feel the change of the season, and with that, a change of perspective.

It takes me back, several sketchbook eras ago, to see my life in segments, stepping stones, sequential stages to the point where I stand now.
From my current perspective, I want to be “there” already. I want to be enlightened, free of doubt, making it as an artist (define that please).
After looking back to see the sequential, crucial stages I went through, I realize how much I have grown. I am “there” if you asked my 22 year-old self.

Choices in life brought me here. I could have studied art in college, but I didn’t. Perhaps that would have been the easy way to do it. Perhaps if I had gone to art school, I would be in a great job with a big company, making art for movies or games or cartoon shows or commercial packaging. That would be great. But it would not be me. I used to kick myself for not taking that route to “success” but now I realize that it is someone else’s definition of success, not mine. I need substance, I need meaningful interaction. Turning out cute drawings to promote profit in other people’s businesses is a great career choice, just not for me.

Are there wrong paths to take in life? Are there even any paths to take other than the one we are on?


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