I'm back. And I've done a lot of things to prove to you that I'm back. That this time, I want to be in it for the long haul.
There's this weird push and pull in wanting to create things and justify them. On one end, I'm making these objects for myself; it makes me happy and keeps my sane. Hand-lettering and design is my hiatus from work because shifts on the floor can drive you crazy. In the same token, it is my sanity and guardian angel in moments of despair. When I'm felling crummy or in a fight with someone I care about, writing out letters releases my anxiety and my brain stops existing in this world of chaos and only exists, if only but temporarily, in the realm of creation and creativity alone. It's the lightest, most wonderful blackout you'll ever experience. So for those of you who are lightweights and can't drink much (a.k.a, me), try your hand at this.
On the other hand, publishing your works makes people question why you do it in the first place. Is it for attention? Is it for fame? Or money? I don't think I'll ever end up getting any of those things. There are hand-letterers and typographers and graphic design artists out there who have some unreal work. Some trained, some not trained. And a trillion established businesses that know their hand around how to turn a profit better than I ever will (I hate numbers, and I'm Asian, sure, but I really suck at math). I don't think this love for design or even nursing will get far. But I do know keeping a record of all my work makes me look back and feel good about the life I'm living. So I've finally 1). created my own domain for me to keep track of all my work and pertinent thoughts. And in the process, it'd be a plus if I could inspire someone else to not be afraid to create and put yourself out there, too.
I finished reading "Big Magic" by Elizabeth Gilbert, and let me tell you, I feel revitalized and energized more than ever to just make shit and put it out there. She'd right. I need to stop being a pussy like I've told myself recently and make that jump between Cindy the girl who likes to make stuff and Cindy the designer.
Here's the bottom like: I like to make shit and I'm going to put it out there. If you don't like it, then I'm not going to cry about it. And I'm sure as hell that you won't cry over it either. Nobody loses. 2). I'm making more things to show and share. My goal is to open up my shop as soon as I get this who printing fiasco sorted out.
3). I'm sick of backing out. I want one place for all of my thoughts, creations, and ideas. I make myself happy; you get something to read or look at.
& nobody gets hurt.