I don't know where to go with this blog anymore. I want to continue with it, but how long will it take till my words dry out and wind carries me on to just another interest on the web? All I am doing is taking one more address that someone may want in the future. How big is the
Internet. It seems as though it may never end. Day after day, there is something new on it. Websites are being created by the dozens and content is being slapped as though it is one step up from the everyday publication.
I have had some inspiration lately. Maybe it's the fact, that my two dimensional art is boring me and I want to continue it but move up a step on the creativity level, or it's the idea that I grow tired with one thing and slide on to the next like I tend to do with my mind. I want to actually create my own website where I can express myself away from the daily blog everyone always sees. To be honest, do I want a blog where you hear me or do I want a website where you can see me. Does that make sense?
With this website, it would flourish with my art, it will bleed what I see everyday, it will scream "Abstract!" It will be a sanctuary where those who want, can sway to the ambiance created by the layout I present. I can dream, but can I create? We will see...
Can we talk?
Can we catch up with what we have missed? Can we create a bond that can grow and flourish? I have a feeling like there are so many stories I have yet to hear. There is inspiration at every corner, yet I have walked the hallways blind and covered my face on each ninety degrees of motivation. I feel as though my inspiration has taken a fall for time and while I just create illustrations without that drive to know what I really want, I lack the choice to stop. It isn't that my art suffers, but I suffer with the knowledge that I can create something better. I want to create a piece that can reach in to someone's chest and touch that beating thing we call a heart. I want my art not only shock the observer, but make them question who they are as a human being. Art will always be my life and to give that up in a moment of creativity block would be like kicking a leg that is already broken; it is already weakened, it is already breathless, it is already pushing up daisies. I need some awakening.
Abstract
Oh the world we live in!
This morning I was searching the world wide web for various forms of signage. I wanted to use a modern yet slightly humorous construction of the everyday ideograms we see. Oh... the reason I was on this small excursion was all for a project I'm working on in my Graphic Design class. With my eyes glued to the screen and half glazed over with the usual daybreak of tuesday morning, I came across this picture and realized a spelling error. I felt obligated to bring this up mainly because in a world of graphic design, mistakes like this are drastic. We as designers of graphics must ALWAYS recheck our work and if spell check tells you that a word is wrong, most likely it is wrong. Also if you are not sure on anything, there are people out there to help you. People are always ready and willing to offer a helping hand whether you need it or not and for them to be asked for help surprisingly enough gives them a sense of importance and value.
On the lighter side, I did come across many beautiful designs and spell checked works, so I guess there are enough quality designers out there to balance the field. To the graphic designers out there, power to you and make an impression with the skills you were given and be a role model to those who are looking to be in the field. Competition only improves everyones dexterity.
So today on my drive back to Fort Wayne after an amazing Easter with family, I listened to a stuffyoushouldknow podcast on death. Basically, it was talking about how us as humans are so afraid of death and yet we have it on our minds so much. To me, death is a scary thing to talk about. I know it happens and I am at ease with the idea that I am leaving this world for a better place, but there is this slight doubt on how will the transition happen. In one moment, it crossed my mind that we work so hard to prolong life yet we have this fascination with death. We take medications, we eat healthy, and we avoid all activity that poses any risk at all to our health which in many instances dampers the quality of life. We avoid the experimentation of our capabilities and what we want to try to keep us on our toes.This avoidance in most cases is presented as fear; for example the fear of riding a roller coaster or fear of skydiving. I don't know about you but I would go skydiving in a heartbeat. This summer you could call me up to go and I would be packed and on my way to your place within minutes as long as my schedule allowed it.
I don't really know what sparked this, I guess I just wanted to let you know what I was thinking... but hey, isn't that what a blog is all about? Till next time, I will keep you all in mind. As always check out my art on http://www.greeneacres.deviantart.com
Hey there everygoodbody,
Here's a new update for the soul. Recently I have been wanting to throw some of my art online but I haven't had a place to put it. Yes, I do have a deviantart website (greeneacres.deviantart.com), but I feel as though I am to that point where I need to considered a true artist and what true artists have is a personal website. Also, as a graphic designer, this gives me a chance to present my skills in web and layout design. I can kill two birds with one stone... woot. So, on to the world of web. These last few days have been a turmoil of tutorials learning the latest in HTML, ActionScript, Javascript and so on, but my brain is beginning to hurt and program codes are starting to mesh. I forget what goes where and for what program... bleh, it is a big headache if you ask me. So back to my goals. I plan on constructing my own personal website within the month, wish me luck, and I will do my best to keep you updated and in check. The plans are creating the entire setup in actionscript (FLASH) so the entire site is animated!! Till next time, take care and keep reading!
Sorry, I don't want to give out my website domain name yet, because I don't want to disappoint anyone when they try and go to it now, because it isn't up yet.
A showcase of our lives bring back old memories.
We do our best and wait for an outcome.
What is next?
Where will this lead me?
Sometimes it is driven all by fear; Other times by curiosity. I guess where I am going with this is that we put in and submit our lives to what we have a true passion for and we wait to see if we are up to par, up to standards if I may say so. But I guess my question is that what defines standard? Is standard what we as human beings should strive for? According to the Merriam Webster Dictionary, Standard is defined as a conspicuous object formerly carried at the top of a pole and used to mark a rallying point especially in battle or to serve as an emblem. That doesn't help me out at all though... I am looking for a different use of the word "standard." The MWD also defines it as something set up and established by authority as a rule for the measure of extent, value, or quality. That tends to fit better with what I want to fall on.
These past few weeks I have been challenged and sized by my abilities. The school newspaper I work for went to Bloomington, IN this weekend for the ICPA Newspaper Convention to both attend a few lectures and be compared to other papers of our qualities. Although we won a few awards (a few being a good six or so), they tended to be all design based. In my case, this convention has shown that we as a newspaper staff have the potential to put out a paper that can be successful, but does it measure up to the standards? If you sat our paper out on a table with all of our competitors, we stick out like a sore thumb. Our paper size is of different width and height, our front cover always consists of solely design, and our masthead is of a more design quality. In a sense, this is a good thing, but with it being different then how can we compare it to the what I have continually been calling the standard? This is where I fall short of knowledge. Different has a tendency to want to conform so it isn't outcasted, but then it doesn't want to be like the rest of the world and their natures. Our paper, The Comunicator is of it's own standards and that is why I love it dearly.
Another challenge that has been put in my hands since I've posted last has been IPFW's Portfolio review for Graphic Design, Fine Arts, and Photography majors. This portfolio review is the decision maker for whether or not I or any other student is capable of continuing onto further 300-400 level classes. I needed to mount fifteen of my best pieces for the professors to discuss and make the decision. Going from 10am to 4pm, that was the longest 6 hours I have ever waited. Graphic Design/Art is my first love and to ever be judged on it makes me nervous because I don't know if I am considered one of the standards. Anyway, this is what is on my mind at the moment. I will blog of more happy times and good momories I have been having recently with my new campus family and friends. take care till then and it feels good to be back.
Check out our school newspaper if you ever get the chance, we put our heart and souls into this production and it would make wonders for some outcome!
http://IPFWCommunicator.org/
