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Starting over
04/01/12 13:29
Ok, let’s try this again.
What?
This blogging thing.
For the past few years, it seems, I have lost the ability to write, let alone, keep, a blog going. So with this new year, I am going to try to be better at this.
Why?
Part of the reason, I miss having an outlet for my random thoughts. No matter how much I like twitter, I have learned that it has killed my ability for long form thoughtful writing. The other reason is that I think better when I am writing.
So this is going to be my attempt to get back into that groove.
I hope that after I get back my writing discipline, that I will grow and become better at writing.
What?
This blogging thing.
For the past few years, it seems, I have lost the ability to write, let alone, keep, a blog going. So with this new year, I am going to try to be better at this.
Why?
Part of the reason, I miss having an outlet for my random thoughts. No matter how much I like twitter, I have learned that it has killed my ability for long form thoughtful writing. The other reason is that I think better when I am writing.
So this is going to be my attempt to get back into that groove.
I hope that after I get back my writing discipline, that I will grow and become better at writing.
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Design saved my life.
25/09/11 11:27
Since April of this year, I have been attending Art School. I returned to school for a number of reasons, but mainly, I was no longer happy with being a librarian. I realized after I lost my job as a Marketing Research Manager, I never really enjoyed being a librarian. When I went to grad school to become one, I was flush with a since of newness and hopefulness. In school I embraced cutting edge technology, and strove to create information sources using this technology. Sadly, upon leaving the halls of academia, and entering the work force, reality smacked me in the face.
Maybe I was not lucky. Maybe I could not adjust to working in environments afraid of change, or more importantly, I picked the wrong degree and should have went with a more a technology orientated one. I will never know. What I do know is that between 1998 and 2009, I was miserable in my profession. I chaffed at it.
So when I lost my job, I decided to discover myself. Hence graphic design.
I always down played my talents, and always was afraid to admit that the only thing that made me happy was creating. Growing up I listened to the voices (family, self doubt, you name it) and convinced myself I was not skilled in anything. So I locked up the art supplies, hid my love for all things creative and attempted to become someone I was not.
How did it go?
It almost killed me. Literally. It is funny, when you hit the darkness I hit (and it was dark), you realize things about yourself. Working through the pain and the darkness, I had one simple thought: fuck them.
I embraced what I always wanted to be, what I always wanted to do. So I entered into art school and decided to work toward a graphic design degree.
Am I happy?
Oh hell yes. I am finally feeling like myself again.
Anyway, here is an example of the work I did in one of my classes last quarter. It is the final design book of all the work I did in this class. Looking at it, I realize something: I am so happy.
Final Book - Survey of Graphic Design
Maybe I was not lucky. Maybe I could not adjust to working in environments afraid of change, or more importantly, I picked the wrong degree and should have went with a more a technology orientated one. I will never know. What I do know is that between 1998 and 2009, I was miserable in my profession. I chaffed at it.
So when I lost my job, I decided to discover myself. Hence graphic design.
I always down played my talents, and always was afraid to admit that the only thing that made me happy was creating. Growing up I listened to the voices (family, self doubt, you name it) and convinced myself I was not skilled in anything. So I locked up the art supplies, hid my love for all things creative and attempted to become someone I was not.
How did it go?
It almost killed me. Literally. It is funny, when you hit the darkness I hit (and it was dark), you realize things about yourself. Working through the pain and the darkness, I had one simple thought: fuck them.
I embraced what I always wanted to be, what I always wanted to do. So I entered into art school and decided to work toward a graphic design degree.
Am I happy?
Oh hell yes. I am finally feeling like myself again.
Anyway, here is an example of the work I did in one of my classes last quarter. It is the final design book of all the work I did in this class. Looking at it, I realize something: I am so happy.
Final Book - Survey of Graphic Design
Ok, a quick one
23/09/11 13:13
Ok, I stink at blogging. I never seem to find the time, or ability to keep the content flowing.
Why?
I never feel like I have anything to say. Plus, with the advent of twitter, I can spew all the random stuff I want to say. :)
Anyway, why the new website?
I need one. Since loosing my job in 2009, I have since returned to school, begun shifting to a new career (graphic design) and have a growing client list for my freelance design business. I need a site to advertise me, or I should say, sell me.
So here you go.
Why?
I never feel like I have anything to say. Plus, with the advent of twitter, I can spew all the random stuff I want to say. :)
Anyway, why the new website?
I need one. Since loosing my job in 2009, I have since returned to school, begun shifting to a new career (graphic design) and have a growing client list for my freelance design business. I need a site to advertise me, or I should say, sell me.
So here you go.