Last week, I attended Art Basel in Miami for the first time. I also went to SCOPE Miami, Wynwood Walls (and the whole Wynwood District), and the Juxtapoz Clubhouse.
I expected my mind to be blown and for the trip to be a good experience, but I never knew how much.

I've heard quite a few people say "I'd like to buy art if I were super rich, but I don't even know where I'd start."
Fear not, dear buds! One does not need to be overly wealthy or even overly clever to be an art collector! Here are some tips that I think will make it easier for even the most novice-est of novices to slay the art of the art treasure hunt. Say bye-bye to boring old stock art from the clearance rack at Target!

I see that now the hashtag #MyAsianAmericanStory has joined the fray, and a lot of people are using it to whine about how they are mistreated. So let me tell you my #MyAsianAmericanStory.

There is nothing I love so much as the big bold blue sky above the start of a new adventure.

Recently I finally invented a word for a nagging feeling I've had my whole life. The word is "place-sickness." I'd describe it as the opposite of homesickness. When you are homesick, you miss home so much that it makes you physically ill. When you are place-sick, you want to leave so much that it makes you physically ill.

We went on a work/holiday trip to Vienna, Austria! Travel gives me such intense inspirations like nothing else can. I'm dreaming of the paintings I can make on this new power... hope the ideas don't melt away under the blanket of home-monotony before I can create them.