who says things can’t make you happy?
thank you Kristy and Hilda!
I am bursting with ideas and want to do everything. Postcards for sale. My own stationary. Get a sewing machine and the disposable lomo camera I saw last time I was in Stockholm, and which (of course) I didn’t buy but have been thinking about ever since.
I want it to be summer.
What is creativity? What makes a designer? What is your motivation?
Everyday at some point self doubt sets in. The emotional stress of applying to schools is laying heavy. Only brightened up by the challenge of the preliminary assignments. Looking for inspiration, gathering sources, the excitement of catching glimpses of ideas.
I’ve been drawn to my childhood photographs. Looking for clues, I guess; one piece I get to do is a visual map of my life.
Inspiration is in the big stack of graphic design books piled next to my computer. In the prettiest necklace ever, sent to me by a dear friend. Said friend coming to visit from England. In all the positive feedback I’ve received lately. In the book on exotic birds loaned from the library (for a bird poster). Digging out the watercolours and starting to play.
Begin now!
The circumstances will never be perfect. You will never have enough money saved. Your portfolio will never be ready. You may never have the perfect space, studio, or equipment. These are self-limiting beliefs created by our inner critic. You will not have the time if you don’t make it NOW.
-living out loud
Life feels fast, dizzying, spinning forward. Working, learning to use a mac, learning more about inDesign in a week, than in the last three years of using it.
Looking for a workspace to share with friend(s). I’ve been putting that thought off for the longest time, but now that my best friend said he’s been thinking about it too, it became something doable. I really need space to work and more distinction between work- and freetime. Not to mention seeing more people on daily basis.. fun creative people… although letting go of the pyjamas can prove hard…
Reading books and magazines and surfing the web for inspiration -kind of Thursday. Also cereal with chopped pear and oatmilk is my favourite thing to eat right now.
I found:
disturbing knitted art
almost naked animals
a giant collection of vintage postcards (via we make money not art)
P.S. make your own forest.
Today is the day I got a job as a graphic designer. Semi-permanent and part-time, which is perfect for me, since it leaves time for school and pursuing more illustration jobs. Anyway, I am so excited to get to work with print projects!
Today is also a day I proclaimed my day off (since I will be working all weekend), so I went to pick up a couple of movies, my intention to spend the day in pajamas and do only fun things. (Although I’ll neglect the pajamas to go see Walk the Line in the evening.)
The photo above is a piece of course work for architecture photography course I am on. I’ve really enjoyed the course so far.
Finds (via yesterday’s lecture):
Francesca Woodman, Duane Michals.
I especially like Michals’s collaborations of text and image. And his notes.
This photograph is my proof. There was that afternoon, when things were still good between us, and she embraced me, and we were so happy. It did happen, she did love me. Look see for yourself.
P.S. Oh, monsterfactory has a blog! I’d kind of want a trevor, he could live on our dining room sofa and be my best friend.
Step out of your comfort zone. Do something you wouldn’t. Do something you suck at. Have an adventure. Challenge yourself.
(for me it’s looking through a camera lense. photography terrifies and humbles me.)
One word headers. Fish eating fish. A portfolio book forming in my head when I try to go to sleep. Animal books for him and me. But I’m not really with it. Old tv-shows from childhood (how old are you?) and boys who call you back.
