A Glimpse Inside My Art Journal

I have been MIA like a dude who makes ghosting a science. Better yet, like when I ghost fake friends, f boys and the like (DELETE).

BUT… I can happily report that I return with a major accomplishment in my career and that because of this and a few other things, I have been on a quasi-spiritual, transformative and humbling journey.


My last post was about “still being unstoppable” and how I went on an interview and tanked it but in spite of my “failure” I had felt extremely confident. From there, long story short, I started UBERing to earn additional income to supplement the major rental increase affecting Sacramento. So instead of coming up with blog ideas, drawing, or doing anything related to art, even coloring a coloring book; I was grinding in these streets trying to make a few bucks while working full time.

Luckily, at the time, my full time job had endowed me with a great opportunity to put my creative skills to use by creating a massive power point presentation. I know, Lame. BUT IT WASN’T. Who remembers making power point presentations in Jr. High? I do! I created a 125 slide presentation encompassing the Veterinary Hospital Inspection Program and it was a rewarding experience. I never had the opportunity to do anything remotely creative for work but to make lame holiday and potluck flyers with the use of paint and word. So with my design skills and enthusiasm in tow, I tailored a simple, clean, well designed presentation for them that can be used for years to come. (still nerding out about this)

While doing that I got another call for an interview and this time I didn’t have to change in the car but more importantly, my portfolio saved my life! So within a span of four months, I took a transfer, started UBERing and promoted while my parents came to visit for two weeks.

002-blog-sizeSo yea… A lot has happened and I couldn’t be more grateful for where I’m at. The fact that I have finally broken into my career field is the greatest thing I could have accomplished this year. And with that said… can you believe that we only have three more months before the end of the year. My goodness! That means three months to accomplish a few more goals. During my time away I’ve been researching how to implement a schedule, how to stick to one, and how to accomplish your goals. So in the next blog post I will be sharing some tools I’ve learned and programs I’ve tried to help become a bit more self-disciplined.

BEautifullyODD is still and will always be my baby and during this time away I have had to honestly re-evaluate, not only what it means to me, but how to find the courage, strength, and discipline to make my art a priority. The one thing I’ve been doing is art journaling; I’ve been trying to draw or doodle for 15 minutes a day. Granted I’ve been writing more than sketching or drawing. But you can’t be afraid of a blank piece of paper. You just have to jump in and f it up. Scribble all over it, pour ink all over it, burn it and spill coffee in it, hide flowers in its pages and keep scribbling motivational quotes in its seams… inspiring you to keep going.


But I want to leave off saying that no matter how crazy, difficult and challenging life gets, take comfort in the fact that no one has the power to kill your dreams. So just keep going.




Creating an Interactive Vision Board

Hey Guys!

So for the past couple of months I’ve been sorta going through a “transition”. I guess that’s what you call a job change, tending to family matters, feeling stuck artistically, and watching television and hiding peacefully under the covers.

But it’s my 32nd birthday this weekend and I am so glad that I took the time to create, what I’m calling, an Interactive Vision Board.

Creating vision boards have been all the craze this past year but I already had two big ones hanging in my bedroom, above my work space; So I hadn’t really felt the need to create another one. But because I decided to have a low-key birthday weekend, I figured wth let’s give it a go.

All I knew, was that I wanted to change-up the vibe. I’ve created plenty of vision boards with images of what I want my future to look like but I wanted to make this one theme specific. I decided to center it around my “Art Business“.


Now mind you, I was feeling pretty silly walking around michales trying to find stuff that inspired me. It had been a long time since I went out and searched for papers and cute scrapbook accessories (love them). I already had cork board in possession and was trying to refurbish, but if your “cheap / frugal” like me, spending hella money on a project that may not come out, that I didn’t even have a concept for, was sorta starting to bum me out.

Especially when I of course picked out the most expensive two dollar decorative paper they had. I had over 4 feet of surface to cover and it was starting to add up. But once I committed to the paper and started walking around, I found stickers with awesomly designed motivational quotes and figured if I got a few sheets of black paper, a white pen and an old school shake it up gold paint pen; I could make do with what I already had.

So I came home, started going through piles of stuff I had already collected over the years and before I knew it, it was starting to come together. It’s funny how certain craft items, stickers or scrapbook pieces will linger around for years. You pick them up, considering them for your projects and cherish them but put them back; knowing it isn’t quite right. So many things I had been saving, seemed ready to jump on to the board, waiting for this exact moment.


I have Gemini brain which means I have like 10 projects going on at once. (It is utter chaos but I adore it.) So I made a list of projects and created four action columns. One for ideas, goals, to do (action steps), and achieved. I didn’t just want this vision board to motivate me but help me organize my thoughts, plans and keep me accountable.

I created a little box for my posted notes to hang in, added fabric swatches for my purses, a space to add sketches and tons of motivational stickers. I adore it. It really was a lot of fun and I am so glad I spent part of my birthday weekend creating it. I enjoyed taking the time to assess my goals and breathe new life into them.




When Everything Seems Fucked Up

I can’t believe I haven’t posted since February 3rd. And it’s now a week from May.

Things were going well for a while… I had been reading books about blogging, sewing on my machine and working on some graphic design pieces. Granted, I was  intimidated by my goals for the blog, and still am.  But then random deaths, and visitors, work crap, and interviews, and doubts and fears started to take over and everything just stopped.

Regardless of my reasons for stopping… I did. I even think I remember the exact moment. I was in the middle of sewing a purse when another failed attempt struck me kind of hard. Plus I was slightly intimidated by what a psychic had told me. (I’ll get back to that.) But I remember wanting to finish it, knowing I needed to jump back on the horse and just keep pushing despite the fail.

But instead of pushing on I let it sit there on the floor and found my self having to clean it all up and put it away till a more suitable time. Of course I’ve had plenty of opportunities since then but instead, I’ve talked myself out of every opportunity… Thinking that I wasn’t ready to give it the time it needed.

And even now the time doesn’t feel right. I’ve been poking at my sketch book here and there, tucking quotes away, going through bins of paper, trying to find some sort of motivation. But truth be told, it ain’t there.

And my life still feels like a tornado whipped through it. Even now, when my heart aches I admit I don’t want to, even though I know I should, even though I know I need to. Art has always been a healing thing for me and I’ve just been hiding from it… intimidated… not wanting my artistic attempts to hurt me either.

When I started this blog, my intentions were to be honest. Even when I can’t move, when I don’t know how to push forward and believe in myself: My intentions are to be able to freely express that and push past all of it, in hopes of inspiring us all to find the strength to push pass these types of debilitating moments.

I’m always so intimidated in pursuing this whole blogging thing, setting goals and then feeling like I can’t keep them. It’s not that I want to set the bar low or anything but I’m trying to find my own unique way to make this work for me. And the only way I know how to do that is by being my self. By being completely honest and raw with you. Because honestly this is the only place I do feel comfortable being my self.

So right now, when everything in my life “seems” pretty fucked up, I’m choosing to begin again.

I sorta have to at this point. At 32 years old I don’t have kids or a husband to tend to. I don’t even have a great body of work to stand behind, I just have my hopes and dreams and everything I’ve learned throughout the years. Out of all the times I could have given up, in high school, in my early twenties chasing after worthless boys, or when i nearly dropped out of college. I pushed through it all and chose to never give up. And that’s why now, when everything seems pretty shity and my heart is beating through my chest, and my anxiety takes my breath away, I choose to begin again. No one can take that away from you no matter how hard they try.

With much love,



Find Your Power

My power feels leached and drained. I have been giving it away to irrelevant love affairs, my fears and doubts. It’s not that I haven’t accomplished a few things here and there but as usual I don’t give my self credit most of the time and I am not satisfied with where I am artistically. I want more.

I desperately need to reconnect to my inner power. And not just connect with it but nourish it daily. It’s not that I don’t know what to do. Yoga, wake up and “get up” instead of lounging around all day until it’s time for me to go to work, and organizing my life so that I’m not stressing my self out because I’m continuously procrastinating.

I know I have power. Trust me, I have an irrevocable force of it, and so do you. I’m just feeling a bit guilty as I haven’t been putting it to use. I’ve been out of school for two years and though I relaunched the blog it pales in comparison in what I want to actually do with it and with my art. There are no more excuses, no more fears even, that can stop me from admitting that I have been giving it all away to the wrong things.

If you don’t know you have power I encourage you to look deep within and tap into it. And if your like me and you know you have it… I encourage you to find some perspective, actually ask yourself what your power has been feeding. It’s time to harness the power within, to nourish it and put it to use.

Stay BEautifullyODD

Olisa Rachele

Letting Go of the Past

With all this stuff i carry around, moving from apartment to apartment, all of it is just a reminder of where i’ve been and where I want to go. I look at it… and am instantly transported to the past. All of it now, to be honest, though priceless to me, is mostly garbage. I only mention all this as I feel the need to honestly move forward artistically but first I need to let go of a lot of stale old work and expectations.

I found this chic on instagram who was saying that if you are a crafter, you can relate to the fact that you keep a stash of paper that anyone else would presume as trash, but to us, it’s a treasure cove of opportunities. I instantly laughed and felt reassured in my absurdity.

I have stacks of books like some girls have shoes. And I have plastic tubs full of paper like my grandma had years and I mean over ten years of tv guides. And then there is all my past work, though laced in my efforts of courage, most of it needs to be thrown in the garbage.

Now that im here and am exploring and accepting the past i know there is so much of it that i need to let go of so that I can freely move on. I have chosen to live my life as an artist and getting rid of a few things will not change that. I know i can’t and wont stop. I’m just excited about what may come. But I can only do it One Step at a Time, with no expectations, just graciousness.

As Things Change…

As everything seems to be changing around me… the one thing that has not is my dedication, hopes and dreams for this blog and my art. An unexpected move and the pursuit of job opportunities has thrown me off my game.

The anxiety that hums in my heart is not quite deafening but still very real, it leaves me feeling alert and reactive to everything as I wish to be resettled, back in my cocoon where everything is ok, secure and in order. I usually love moving (not the physical part but the new beginning part) but this time around I feel like all the joy has been sucked out of it as it wasn’t one I wanted to make. But even then, I am grateful as everything seems to be coming together. (fingers crossed)

But with the stress of financial pressures and pursuing job opportunities with no avail it sorta leaves me feeling like what am I doing… it has me questioning everything. How do I get from point A to point B? When will I? Can I?

It’s all this uncertainty that leaves me feeling unsure of what lays ahead. And I hate it! But the only way to grow from all this is to accept it. To tap into a faith that is far greater than I have had to rely on in sometime. I won’t lie, my issues with abandonment, have me wishing that special someone could be by my side whispering words of encouragement in my ear and reassuring me that everything will be and is ok.

And though I have family and friends who have given me their loving support it does not seem to compare to those who have a husband or wife to turn to. But I’m getting off subject, as what I’m really saying is that I’m scared of this change and what it may bring, this new beginning that I wasn’t expecting. And here I am, all alone, wondering can I.

The truth is nothing is guaranteed or certain but the hope, faith and work we put into our goals and dreams. That’s what I have faith in, that’s what I know to be true. I know that God has my back and he will guide me through all of this. I just need to be patient and take things one day at a time. Before I know it, I’ll be all settled into my new place and hopefully going on more interviews and getting that new job.

I just wanted to say thank you to those who are following and supporting me and idk… tell myself that everything will be ok. And that my absence is not a reflection of wanting to give up but that I’m moving and and will be back as soon as possible.

With Much Love,

Stay BeautifullyODD

Olisa Rachele

I found the map!

So… as you all know… My ship has sailed. Now the ship almost sank but I fixed the leak and then I had to have my doubt and fear walk the plank. But though the ship left the harbor… and I knew where it was going… I didn’t have the map to get there. I misplaced it when I came aboard.

But now that I have found the map… I’ve come to realize a few things…

1. A plan: I was listening to Joel Osteen the other day and he was saying you gotta to have a plan. Goals with out plans become ineffective. We have to make an effort in order to get to the finish line. “If you come up with a plan, God will direct your steps.” So, with that said I have been working on a schedule that will help me not only stay focused but meet my short term goals. And as Twyla Tharp says… us creative people have to form habitual habits in order to stay committed to the dream. (something like that)

2. Sometimes I feel like shit and I don’t want to do anything… but Joyce Myer said that if you start doing what you know is right then your feelings will catch up with it. I believe it. When we feel like we can’t, or that we don’t wish to continue pushing on… we tend to want to give up… but there is that little needle in the haystack that says… get up! We have to not ignore it and find the strength to persevere.

3. My determination: well… I knew I had to graduate with my AA in photography. I couldn’t walk away from it. But, now that I’m not going to school… what is going to motivate me? I don’t have a professor telling me what to do, I don’t have my conscious telling me that I have to pass this class so that I can achieve step 1, 2 & 3. I want to start a business. I am not committed to attend class, I am not obligated to write a research paper. But I am determined to achieve my goal. So… by implementing a plan I am now obligated… and though I have to be completely accountable for my actions… my dream is still there. It has not died because I’m not attending school.

4. Life… however hard is so very beautifullyODD. People are swarming around sayin the world is going to end this date and this date. But I believe that life is beautiful… I believe that the human race has hope… I believe that God… hears me… and because of that… I am going to give it my best till the end of time…
“you gotta dance like nobody’s watchin, dream like you will live forever, live like you’re going to die tomorrow and love like it’s never going to hurt.” ~Meme Grifsters

In the end… this is the beginning of my wildest dreams. There is much to do. More than I can even begin to comprehend. And I am more than willing to fight for it.

So whats first… (exhale) I have projects to finish… one day at a time.. things to learn… one day at a time… and hope that is never dying.

much love to you all… chase your dreams… AND NEVER, GIVE UP!

so beautifullyODD