At least, not technically, and not to me. It’s about remembering who we are, what we’re capable of. It’s a gentle reminder to be patient. To be compassionate. To try our best to be empathetic. To gaze upon our reflections with less scorn and comtempt. It’s a tap on our shoulders to extend a hand of help wherever we can. To reconnect with those we can. To help light the path for someone lost. To […]
This is my place of training. What you see here is only a partial panorama. There’s another side to this salon not visible. It’s a daunting experience. Clients as well as students occupy this space for a multitude of reasons. Soon I begin my client haircuts on this very floor and down the street at Curlique. To date I’ve done about a dozen haircuts, from a basic solid form, to a diagonal forward increase layer. […]
I have been practicing usage of the flatiron for curls and waves purposes. Adjusting to the hand gymnastics required for it is definitely a challenge, but one I enjoy all the same. Prior to school I never touched a hair brush, a curling iron, a bobby pin or anything other than styling products related to hair, so this course is equally challening as it is good. Because I have no history in hair, of any […]
.. but I did my best. This was my second shot at doing them. Some things come so easily for me and, others, not. This was a not. Taken on the Salon Floor, Blanche Macdonald Center, Robson campus. Just have fun with it, they said. Hmm..
Though I love the school atmosphere and being there, to learn, to get inspired, to try to hone my very new craft, I also enjoy the quiet nights – save for some thumping music – of practice at home, where I’m far less stressed than at said school. I’ve been shampooing, conditioning, doing nine section parts one after the other, and endlessly blow drying different styles with curling iron practice like a madwoman. I figured […]