I'm beginning to think that working at Starbucks was one of the smartest things I've done... A lot of faculty and grad students in the department recognize me from there and a bunch of them have officially met me as a student. Now, they've put a face to a name, know me, and remember me. Score!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
i have an addiction. a bit of an affliction. i think i may need an intervention
I'm addicted to reading graphic design blogs beyond what is considered healthy. Don't believe me? I just spent the last hour and a half perusing Simple+Pretty... (*disclaimer: like me, she isn't a graphic designer, but one who appreciates it)
call it cliche, but I love the vintage minimalist style. I can't help it. Everything is just so gosh darn *cute*, from invitations, to calendars and business cards. Hell, the only thing I look forward to having kids of my own is how cute and creative I could get on my baby announcements and early birthday invitations!
I wish I had learned how to do some of these techniques like letterpress or book binding when I was younger. When I was a kid, I use to be super creative. I remember the only thing I liked about school was when a teacher announced a project. Instantly, an image would pop up in my head of what I wanted to make or draw. Art was my favorite class and one of the first occupations I could remember wanting to be as a kid was an artist (I distinctly remember telling that to my dad in the first grade as he was dropping us off at school). Even when my older brother was assigned projects, I'd do it myself rather than my social studies homework. Like, for instance, he had to make a cardboard castle (I think he was in the 5th grade at this point), and I remember searching for a box myself, getting my supplies, sitting on the floor next to him in his room, and making my own castle. I secretly suspect that at times he'd try to arrogate my projects, hehe
I'm unfortunately not as creative as I use to be, but I definitely still suffer from needing a creative outlet. I think that's why I like to get involved in random projects like knitting, trying to learn how to crochet, baking and cupcake decorating, creating postcards, relearning piano, etc. I'm certainly not very good at it, and I think at times, that discourages me because I set such high expectations of myself, especially when I start thinking, I had it in me at one point. It's gotta still be there! I think I need to keep reminding myself that such thinking and expectations can be more harmful than helpful, not because I should start setting low expectations of myself or that I have that insecurity, but because I need to focus on how good it feels to even just use my hands to make something, anything. I need to remind myself that this is my creative outlet, meaning it's a hobby, it's for fun. And most importantly, it's therapeutic :)
but I digress, perusing graphic design blogs and websites motivates me. Like an addiction, it releases this feeling of euphoria and makes me think that I can do anything. And oddly enough, that pushes me to get my shit done because I know that when all my work is done, I can start whatever creative project I have in mind; it's my reward. With that said, I should probably start getting some homework done so that I can work on this kangaroo I've been knitting
call it cliche, but I love the vintage minimalist style. I can't help it. Everything is just so gosh darn *cute*, from invitations, to calendars and business cards. Hell, the only thing I look forward to having kids of my own is how cute and creative I could get on my baby announcements and early birthday invitations!
I wish I had learned how to do some of these techniques like letterpress or book binding when I was younger. When I was a kid, I use to be super creative. I remember the only thing I liked about school was when a teacher announced a project. Instantly, an image would pop up in my head of what I wanted to make or draw. Art was my favorite class and one of the first occupations I could remember wanting to be as a kid was an artist (I distinctly remember telling that to my dad in the first grade as he was dropping us off at school). Even when my older brother was assigned projects, I'd do it myself rather than my social studies homework. Like, for instance, he had to make a cardboard castle (I think he was in the 5th grade at this point), and I remember searching for a box myself, getting my supplies, sitting on the floor next to him in his room, and making my own castle. I secretly suspect that at times he'd try to arrogate my projects, hehe
I'm unfortunately not as creative as I use to be, but I definitely still suffer from needing a creative outlet. I think that's why I like to get involved in random projects like knitting, trying to learn how to crochet, baking and cupcake decorating, creating postcards, relearning piano, etc. I'm certainly not very good at it, and I think at times, that discourages me because I set such high expectations of myself, especially when I start thinking, I had it in me at one point. It's gotta still be there! I think I need to keep reminding myself that such thinking and expectations can be more harmful than helpful, not because I should start setting low expectations of myself or that I have that insecurity, but because I need to focus on how good it feels to even just use my hands to make something, anything. I need to remind myself that this is my creative outlet, meaning it's a hobby, it's for fun. And most importantly, it's therapeutic :)
but I digress, perusing graphic design blogs and websites motivates me. Like an addiction, it releases this feeling of euphoria and makes me think that I can do anything. And oddly enough, that pushes me to get my shit done because I know that when all my work is done, I can start whatever creative project I have in mind; it's my reward. With that said, I should probably start getting some homework done so that I can work on this kangaroo I've been knitting
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