March 2012
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The design-existential torment continues.
I have no style. Or, I set it on the back shelf a handful of years ago, and I forgot where the shelf is.
This is getting tricky.
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The Worst Complaint, Ever.
Being a “creative” is a difficult journey for the insides.
The creation process takes me through an insane range of emotions, on any given day, on any given endeavor- whether client work, team projects, self-initiated exercises, the investment of having to “create” is a substantially heavy endeavor.
There are times when I feel grateful for the way I think; then, there...
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“There are two kinds of light — the glow that illumines, and the glare that...”
– James Thurber, American Cartoonist for The New Yorker
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That weird moment when you burp out loud from a gulpful of soda, then you realize your headphones made you forget you’re still at your office, full of your colleagues.
I’m an adult.
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I’m finding that my defense mechanism when faced with an overwhelming volume of stress is to check out and zone off into my land of dreams.
Great for creativity; not so much for actually getting things done.
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