Being a second generation Korean-American means lots of things: memories of bringing sushi lunches to my 4th grade class, only to be made fun of by a bully who hated anyone who didn’t look like him called Robbie; having parents … Continue reading
We’ve had quite a week in the Pobke household: bought tickets to go to FIJI; exhibited one of my prints (along with many of my buddies) at the ACT AIPP Epson Awards at Artworks; went to the dentist to get … Continue reading
Meet my nephew. He’s adorable and calls me “the most beautiful auntie in the whole wide world” (I may or may not have taught him that). He’s clever and hysterical. He looks at me with those big blue eyes and … Continue reading
