I feel like I could go-on for hours about the thoughts rolling around in my pretty, little head. However, for your sake, I will try to narrow it down to the most valuable little morsels of knowledge I have gained this week:
Earlier this week I had thought for a moment about blogging on "Art and Perception." Perception meaning: A person's individual outlook on their existence.
Having been doing more graphic design type work than I have done in nearly six-months (and wishing to continue having that type of work) I've really been debating my personal artistic views and those things that could potentially turn-off or offend a client.
I am a very opinionated gal and it has taken all my strength to watch what I say (or type) in order to not do what I mentioned above. I've been practicing keeping my thoughts to myself. This is, unless they have something to do with layout, color of typeface choices.
And I hate it!
So I was having this huge moment while driving along in my car and I was thinking to myself, "Why?"
"As an artist, is it not your sole purpose to speak (or paint) your thoughts? To share them and start a dialogue? Even possibly for the greater good?"
"And as an artist, isn't it so that you should never not let your views on the world inform your art? And is design not art?"
I still haven't really come-up with teh answer. I don't think I need to at this particular moment. I'm not there yet. But this has been on my mind.
After all of this debate, I got back to work. It's truly funny how that works: You don't overthink it. You just do. Then stuff happens. It truly is fascinating.
Saturday I was sitting in my studio, proscrastinating about going to my other job and I caught a job posting. The client wanted a series of brochures by Monday. I really didn't want to go to this horrible other job, so I replied:
"If you contact me by noon. I'll do the job. On time and for the fee you are asking."
If the client responded, I was quitting the other job.
He did.
Fate is on my side.
So I have been very busy with that, wondering if I wasn't a little manic at the time I took the job. But it's been fun! I had quite the moment when I realized that, as a designer, I am not responsible for producing absolutely every element of a piece. My only responsibility is having the knowledge to make sure all of those elements work together. It was very liberating.
Now, I must get back to those brochures and the thousand other things I have to do. I'm quite sure I'll tell you all about them later.
Until then. . .
