While researching online for some elephant inspiration for a new design thought, I stumbled upon the photo above. I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. It has an eeriness that I cannot put my finger on, yet has a soothing and calming effect on me. How can such a massive and strong animal appear to be floating in a state of bliss? Only in the womb I say. Or rather, a picture is worth a thousand words. It is beautiful and a place I want to be - happy, like everyone pretends to be...
Alas, for the last three weeks I have been sick. I was technically on the mend and then decided to push myself and stress about life and such far too much, which resulted in me getting even sicker. It blows and has been no fun at all. Sitting at home, on my bed, I have tried to veg out and relax, as I know that is what my body needs, but it is hard, and irritating, and just down right frustrating. I want to do things. I want to get out. Heck, I even want the energy to work out again as I was doing so well up until this awful invader of sickness entered my life. But no, I have to sit, be patient and chill the fuck out. 7up and saltines have been my main diet for a week straight, with some mac n' cheese, pot stickers, rice with a little chicken, tea, some coffee (yes, I am an addict) and an apple with almond butter thrown in. Whoohoo, sounds lovely, doesn't it?
On the bright side of things, I officially have designed my first valentine's day post cards and will hopefully be sending them off within the next few days. When I look at them, I question the reason why I felt a need to design them and send them off in the first place. I am not particularly excited for this holiday this year and probably will not even celebrate. Heck, some might say I am anti love. They are probably right. But regardless, I am going through the motions of grade school, in a more selective process, and participating in what is now a yearly tradition of candy hearts, love and all things mushy and borderline romantic. So for anyone who receives one... I... um... love you.... in some way or another.
Yes, like many others, I dream of being a part of the WK team, in any way, shape or form. Last week I sent off my attempt of a new mini portfolio/application in hopes of getting into WK12 year 6. Actually, I re-designed it specifically for that reason alone. But on a side note, it was nice to see I had some quality new pieces. In fact, they were all new pieces. It felt good not having to go back and use older work, no matter how much I still love it. I am hopeful of what the outcome will be. I want this. I need this. I crave this. An environment that encourages and fosters rad design, with interesting, eclectic individuals, hmm, I might just wet myself. Seriously, it sounds like a wonderful dream that I would never want to wake up from and can only hope I get to live it one day...
Bush is FINALLY out of office, and the consensus seems to be rejoicing from all regions, happily welcoming President Barack Obama. Who would have thought this day would come? It seems surreal, like a movie. And it is not just the fact that Obama is the first 'black' president. No, it steams much deeper than that. He understands a generation that wants change, that cares about our future, the environment and the well being of every human being. 1.5 million people showed up in Washington D.C. on January 20, 2009 to witness history being made. Thank the universe that we finally have a leader that we can be proud of!!!
Hahaha.... Yeah, I totally beefed it. Hurt like hell, but I laughed my ass off right after. Then again I did fall in sight of four cute dudes on bikes, one who later fell and slide off his bike after speeding down a flight of stairs (he was able to get up and take a bow. I am pretty sure he hurt the next day). Needless to say, at the time, it did not hurt that long or bad. Now, my right shoulder hurts like hell. More muscles than anything else. Lifting my arm is no good, as well as picking up and holding things. I can still do it, but it must be a slow and thoughtful process.
The first snow of the season, what the news refers to as an 'Arctic Blast' is supposed to continue on tomorrow with ice and a few more inches of snow. I like the snow, and I like that I am in good company at my friends place in NW. I do not like the ice though, obviously. My car is parked not on a main street, and I have yet to try and move it. I have errands to run - obtaining some nice paper for a few projects and fabric for a skirt I want to make. Depending on the weather, we will see if I can make it to either.
After years of wanting and trying to successfully break into freelance design in PDX, I have finally done it! O.k., so maybe I have not tried as hard as I should have. And maybe I was a tad bit scared of succeeding. And maybe I did not push myself as much as I wanted and needed to. But no more! Nope. Never again, because it is not such a scary place after all. In fact, it is fun, and thrilling, and productive, and just plain awesomeness all around. So yes, I am declaring it so: "The foot has officially entered the door" and man does it feel good.
On the ever elusive search for a creative job, one always stumbles upon Weiden + Kennedy. To some, it is the creme de la creme of advertising design. A place, which if ever you could break into, would foster the greatest ability and mind, set you on your way for life and allow you to have a little fun while doing it. I thrive for an environment such as that. I dream of the day when I not only get to walk into one of their many offices world wide, but get to walk in as a payed designer working on some of the raddest campaigns known to man. Yes, I have decided that a job at Weiden + Kennedy is what I am after. And when I want something, I get it. This is no exception. Give me a few months, and I will be there!!!
The video below was something I recently found on the New York's office blog. It raises an interesting question that I think most of us do not even think about throughout are mundane and repetitive days, "What do you wish would happen by the end of the day?" Towards the end, a dude poses the idea of thinking that in the morning for what you would like to happen. Wishing is irrelevant. Doing is everything. I think I might take that to heart! Enjoy.
