I Realized

the only way I'm going to get things done is if I tell people. It makes me more motivated to keep working. Who feels good when they tell people they're doing stuff and end up doing nothing? I hope this inspires you to do your own thing too.

I'll tell you stories about my artwork and my adventures in the creative digital marketing world. Right now I'm studying graphic and web design online, and bouncing around west village bars. And I have some freelancing work and a part time job. Typical hipster.

So last week I was bored smoking my e cig and found a piece of ripped paper and decided that it was an acceptable canvas. Out of nowhere I wanted to draw again after a year. Really draw again. Not for a client or a wireframe. For myself. And I'll tell you exactly what these magical things mean.

It's on my computer because I live behind this screen. When I work from home I like to lay down infront of it. Or crouch on a pile of comforters since I don't have a desk chair, and get 2 leg cramps in 20 minutes.

The bigger heart is the condition of my heart. I put it back together after bad times in my life, but now it works and I'm not a wimp anymore. It feels nice. But I do know that I have to continue caring for it so it stays together, that's what the stitches mean.

The flower with leaves growing out of it is how I see myself. If I stay focused, I'll be a trap queen who can hit the bando and has the job she wants.

And the mini tornado was my PMS. When I feel it coming I retreat into chocolate and Netflix and shit talking with my best friends.

The smaller heart is the same as the big heart but less dramatic. I put myself together after I went to hell. That's all really.

And the leaves that hang all over the place mean that I see possibilities and growth in most things. I also see the bullshit, but I take the positive lesson out of situations because being a Pessimistic Potato doesn't get you far.

There is another flower but I don't know what it means to me. I'm not pleased with it actually.

So have a nice weekend hotties. I'll tell you about my weekend if it's as ridiculous as I think it will be.

Just Imagine

So I'm pretty bad at being consistent but maybe 2015 will be different. I just work too much. And then I like Netflix too much. But I've still been drawing and designing. I'm learning how to use Adobe Illustrator and InDesign in addition to Photoshop so that I can be a versatile hipster.

Which leads me to this. I was really bored one day and was looking at my cup of tea when I decided: what if it just spilled? And what if it spilled in swirly waves? And what if the tea was blue? Because maybe the tea is not just tea, maybe it's also the ocean of my emotions. But don't worry, I can only maintain that level of angst for about an hour.

Pencil. Markers. My iPhone Camera. Adobe Illustrator. In that order. 

I also like drawing exotic grass in my sketchbook. And ripping out the page. And coloring so neatly that I get marker on the next page. I was always the kid that colored outside of the lines. My 1st grade teacher would ask me not to, but I would do it anyway. Once she yelled, and then I started coloring only outside of every line, and then she gave up.


It's a place I would like to be sometimes. It's also a place that could look like this instead:

But not because of global warming. Just Adobe Illustrator & Photoshop. 

My sketchbook is actually right next to me as I type to you. And I feel like I should take it out on more dates. So for 2015 I am going to once again attempt to post every week. If I can follow through with Chipotle, I can follow through with this. Happy New Year cuties.