Author Archives: ansahm

Artistic Imposter Syndrome

I’ve never considered myself an real artist. As a person who’s father and grandfather are classically trained and practiced most of their lives to produce great work in varied mediums, I’m sure as hell not qualified enough to be one. But still, I silent hoped that one day I could be able to produce anythingContinue reading “Artistic Imposter Syndrome”

Conceited

As a child, when I’d come home to my mom complaining about being teased about my body, she’d tell me I was “big boned. And it made more sense because I was eight and  literally bigger than everyone else. I was the weird African girl who brought rice and stew for lunch, but I was alsoContinue reading “Conceited”

Love the Energy

I’m a self proclaimed realist. I’ve created an image and life for myself in which I can give a graceful yet realistic take to almost anything. Of course, people rarely asked for my particularly harsh outlook on anything. It’s not exactly what anyone wants to hear when dealing with a difficult situation. But the lineContinue reading “Love the Energy”

The Road to Girlfriends

I have always been surrounded by the guys. As mini Maame, I quickly became the trailer to my cousins. They found me annoying but I got to tag along one way or the other. I spent most of my afternoons playing wall ball on my street and trading my older brother’s “vintage toys” for whateverContinue reading “The Road to Girlfriends”

Thursday’s are for Yaa’s

A week is honestly too long. It’s seven whole days, which equals 168 hours or 10,800 minutes. It’s exhausting. I was quite used to finding myself so worn out by Friday that I would choose to spend my weekends locked away, trying to regain the energy that had been sucked out during the week. AndContinue reading “Thursday’s are for Yaa’s”