It's been awhile...

... more time than I've wanted between posts, but I think I'm beginning to come across my quarter-life crisis. Now is the time. The symptoms are: lack of focus, interests in vintage jewelry and ethnic housewares, cases of synesthesia and loss of appetite.

Wikipedia states that, "the quarterlife crisis (QLC) is a term applied to the period of life immediately following the major changes of adolescence, usually ranging from the early twenties to the early thirties," and of course, Wikipedia knows best. I believe my case is a slight variation, as I haven't recently experienced a major change, but have instead returned to the usual flit and flanter of my post-collegiate life.

In any case, here are a few items that I have found that will be added to the "Note to self" category/I want:

1. World Peace

2. Time to fly

3. Good Luck

4. Wisdom

5. Courage

Target® just may be the answer to all of our requests.

Advertisements

Almost everybody that I know and almost every person that I speak to understands my grand dislike of the advertising world. I have threatened to retire from the business multiple times and am still working my way to a different career. There are wonderful people and clients that you meet along the way and every now and then a good cause or a new hope can be born within an ad. On the other hand, the world of graphic design, web design and communications is also a "dirty business". But then again, what job isn't?

Today, there was a company meeting held at my office in behind Ward. Our tiny building nestled on a rugged backroad houses many talents and welcomes others to use our studio. Beginning on the 31st of January, the 2-person creative design studio on the second floor and the first floor production company merged to become one slightly larger and integrated branding and production company. Although we have not combined forces to cause a riot, will not be "going after" certain accounts and do not classify ourselves as a communications firm, the surrounding advertising agencies have been left in a pile of unrest.

On an island where every friend is usually family, it is disappointing to witness the slander at a time when we should all be able to roam free on the playground.

Illustration for Professor Mary Fredlund, Elements of Visual Thinking 2002

Masters of Photography

A good deal of last night was spent discussing the idea of what a Master Photographer could and should be. According to the Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary, a "master" can be anyone from a religious leader to a significant figure of the past, but is often known as an individual of consummate skill who is qualified to teach. Can one honestly be a self-proclaimed master? How many years of knowledge and experience entitle someone to advertise the title, let alone the image of maturity?

Despite the doubt and confusion, I believe many Masters live among us. The ones that understand that the last stroke of paint and the final edit still do not make them the best. The people that continue progressing after they have proved a point to their professors and clients. The proof is sometimes in the work, but mainly in the passion. Here is a list of a few of the humble Masters that I have come across along the way.

Stephanie McCrea

Osamu Kobayashi

Noah Pfarr

Dana Deininger

Kim Herbst

Brendan Coyle

Shaun Martin

Jason Pastrana

Johnny Robles

Michael Tyler

Garrett Guidera

Ben Keating