The Angst of the Sounds

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As the clouds begin to stream
The night gently moves in, unabashful
With its many ghosts and fears
And its many stories to tell
It pours in, looking for a place to park
And a soul to save.
But allow me to tell you one more
To help you fall asleep:
In the quiet hours of the night
The wind blowing unadulteratly
An angel appears
Tucking you to bed
Sniffing the cravings of the night
Silently watching over you
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So, my dear my bell, say hello to the angst of the sounds
The perils of the darkness
Sleep tight, the angel says
And happy dreams!

© Angela Aguiar

Happy New Year 2016

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Woke up on the first of January counting my blessings, grateful, thanking the Almighty for one more day, month, hour, minute, seconds and yes, year.

2015 had its rough patches, too many to name, negatives and positives, high and low, met new people, made new friends, challenges of earthquake and tornado proportions but came to the realization that I could not control it, I had no part in it, it was all besides me that it was all His Will and not mine.  Once I came to that realization that I was just riding a long, a passenger on an over the top fancy bus, I surrounded and learned to let go of my will and let be driven. 

The conductor is clever.

I am here, I am alive, I am breathing, I exist and yes, I am cute. Sorry, could not help it. It is part of my DNA to be funny and sarcastic. 

I have my family, friends and angels who I am eternally grateful for, as I keep them tucked in a special corner of my heart. It is what it is and anything else is academic, a bowl of potato soup and sorry to say, just a space on my many sentences.

I foresee 2016 in a different prism, a breakthrough year, at least I am striving for it, hopeful, exciting,  with its inherited challenges. I hope to see you riding along with me through the many hills and vales, roads and highways, curves and waves as I trot the breathing room, tacitly turning the pages of an old book. A new chapter will be written with a mile long subjects and new protagonists in the midst.

To all, an Happy New Year. Wishing you much love, success and prosperity in the roller coaster of 366 days ahead. Stay true to yourself. Yes, it is a leap year, so you will have one more day to content with, be merry.  May God Bless you.

Yes, I am back!

My Art, My Creation, My Work

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There is always a reason a person stops doing something. Mine is simple, I have been busy handling my other passion, designing.

You see, I am a woman show. I live in a schizophrenic world, no pun intended as  many family members are affected by the disease but my hands are like tentacles extending everywhere.  They move around faster then birds migrating south. I am just creative so they say.

I have been spending a lot time lately creating fantastic pieces and participating in many shows, leaving me with this much window to write but it is not an excuse. 

Once upon a time, I wanted to be a fashion designer so I began sewing, to the point I had my own clients, high school friends, a skill I learned from my mother at tender age of 16. I was riding high, I loved it but it all stopped when I moved to the States where you live and breathe ready to wear, and college took over. 

I was creating and it felt great to see my work on others. Undone, I moved on, dreaming on becoming a fabric designer. So, I began sketching while innocently searching for factories with no way of knowing it would come to fulfillment.

As fait would have it, I ended up in the same city the factories were to be located but as it has happened with many factories, they moved to China. However, the world today is our oyster. We live in the digital age where anything and everything is possible as long as you try.

I thought about combining my two loves, well one of many, designing and sewing and create beautiful pieces for a long, long time but kept putting it in the back burner. I had ideas, may ideas and they were that, ideas until now.

It is without further ado that I present you my first installment of my two loves. The fabric you see, it is mine and the bags, I made them from head to toe.  They are ©Ampablue Creations. Hope you love them as much as I loved making them.