Sam Flores, Alex Pardee, Jeremy Fish, David Choe, and a cube.
That's all I've got for now.
12.06.2008
7.02.2008
and such...
Finally a bit of clarity and inspiration.
Fuckin' thank you.
Aside from being as sick as a Rob Zombie flick, things have been intense to say the least. All I'm gonna say is I am finally getting back to ME, and I am L.O.V.E.D.
Here are some things I think are grand today:
Freakin' paper sculpture. Wow.
hip hop.
the love that grows here...
Fuckin' thank you.
Aside from being as sick as a Rob Zombie flick, things have been intense to say the least. All I'm gonna say is I am finally getting back to ME, and I am L.O.V.E.D.
Here are some things I think are grand today:
Freakin' paper sculpture. Wow.
hip hop.
- J-Live keeps me up.
- Song of the week:
the love that grows here...
5.29.2008
Maybe today is okay after all...
Most people know that I'm a bit of a dreamer, and I believe I'm seen as the girl who never does what she says she will. That and my low self confidence go hand-in-hand, but I'm starting to see those things changing before my eyes.
I knew that starting over was going to be a bigger change than I'd expected, but in no way did I see this coming. It looks like all those obsessive, blurry-eyed hours spent with the Wacom tablet may have been more than a hobby this entire time...
The story goes:
I was desperately hunting for a job in New Iberia, something I thought I would never have to do again. I hopefully applied to every damn sign company in town, thinking my vinyl experience had to count for something. I had actually settled on a minimum wage coffee shop gig due to urgency, and I really didn't think there would be anything better. The last sign co. that I applied to just so happened to be expanding their business, and I proudly turned in my resume and portfolio while chanting in my head 'it can't hurt'. My intentions were to simply apply some vinyl and maybe learn a little something, but what happened instead was completely unexpected. They expressed to me their intentions of hiring a new graphic designer, but also someone who was interested and willing to learn the business all around. Too good to be true, definitely. There's no way my work is good enough for that, not yet.
But we all know how this story ends... or begins, actually. I was hired to do pretty much anything and everything I can to help them out, including design, proposals, operating expensive printers, and maybe a little vinyl work. I haven't worked in over a year, and somehow I landed the baddest 8 to 5 in this awkward little town. My first day was a little too incredible, and I'm still amazed at how comfortable I was. That's probably because it's what I'm supposed to be doing with myself. I've got so much potential now, there's no way I'm gonna fuck it up.
I hope I still have the time and energy for the mag... I guess it will work out if it must.
First, the interstate billboard business, then the world... watch out. [And don't worry baby, you're comin' with me.]
Song of the day:
'Where it ends' - Boy In Static
I knew that starting over was going to be a bigger change than I'd expected, but in no way did I see this coming. It looks like all those obsessive, blurry-eyed hours spent with the Wacom tablet may have been more than a hobby this entire time...
The story goes:
I was desperately hunting for a job in New Iberia, something I thought I would never have to do again. I hopefully applied to every damn sign company in town, thinking my vinyl experience had to count for something. I had actually settled on a minimum wage coffee shop gig due to urgency, and I really didn't think there would be anything better. The last sign co. that I applied to just so happened to be expanding their business, and I proudly turned in my resume and portfolio while chanting in my head 'it can't hurt'. My intentions were to simply apply some vinyl and maybe learn a little something, but what happened instead was completely unexpected. They expressed to me their intentions of hiring a new graphic designer, but also someone who was interested and willing to learn the business all around. Too good to be true, definitely. There's no way my work is good enough for that, not yet.
But we all know how this story ends... or begins, actually. I was hired to do pretty much anything and everything I can to help them out, including design, proposals, operating expensive printers, and maybe a little vinyl work. I haven't worked in over a year, and somehow I landed the baddest 8 to 5 in this awkward little town. My first day was a little too incredible, and I'm still amazed at how comfortable I was. That's probably because it's what I'm supposed to be doing with myself. I've got so much potential now, there's no way I'm gonna fuck it up.
I hope I still have the time and energy for the mag... I guess it will work out if it must.
First, the interstate billboard business, then the world... watch out. [And don't worry baby, you're comin' with me.]
Song of the day:
'Where it ends' - Boy In Static
5.27.2008
some art for ya
5.26.08 for Lafayette Indie Arts
'Eyedea' - 2006
A logo for myself - 2006
...to be continued... I've got more important things to do...
'Eyedea' - 2006
A logo for myself - 2006
...to be continued... I've got more important things to do...
5.26.2008
i. love. ikea. marketing.
It may be a bit old, but will always be rad. I don't know about you, but I call this effective advertising. Check it:
'Nice action for the opening of a new Ikea store in Portugal. the headline tells: “Come sleep near the Ikea door and win € 100 of products.” Some beds were put in front of the store doors, inviting people to pass the night waiting for the opening day.'
Original article and more images at ADVERBOX
'Nice action for the opening of a new Ikea store in Portugal. the headline tells: “Come sleep near the Ikea door and win € 100 of products.” Some beds were put in front of the store doors, inviting people to pass the night waiting for the opening day.'
Original article and more images at ADVERBOX
may showers
Change. Its happening more rapidly than I expected, and in strange (but cool) ways. I guess being forced into a situation does that to this strange little girl. My friend inventory is going better than I expected as well. These new relationships, especially one in particular, are opening me up to crazy feelings, some new and some very old... My view of myself is becoming more like an Atmosphere lyric each day, and I wonder if that's good or bad. I guess it could be both. Well, I'm not as much the fucked up Lucy that I used to be, but more the beautiful, inspired, obsessive, confused woman. We all know I always have been, but maybe now I'm allowed to be. I'm not saying that I'm cool with being insane and only letting people see the pretty side, but I feel that I'm more aware and maybe a bit more confident. I believe I owe credit to my new amazing job, and most importantly, you. Don't get me wrong, I still have my self loathing days spent in my cave, but they are fewer and further between. That in itself is enough to keep me running for a while longer.
'I've got the sun, and I've got my son, and I've got my will to run until I'm dead and done...'
Exactly. As much as I despise unoriginality, I truly feel that I can rarely describe myself better than Slug. Maybe one day, but until then, I'll continue to use his songs to communicate when necessary. If you don't like it, then why are you reading my shit?
I think I'm gonna try to post a song with each blog for my own enjoyment and to help portray my feelings... this may not be the best way, but the easiest will be via YouTube. Excuse the crap videos and enjoy the music.
Saves The Day - who the fuck else.
'I've got the sun, and I've got my son, and I've got my will to run until I'm dead and done...'
Exactly. As much as I despise unoriginality, I truly feel that I can rarely describe myself better than Slug. Maybe one day, but until then, I'll continue to use his songs to communicate when necessary. If you don't like it, then why are you reading my shit?
I think I'm gonna try to post a song with each blog for my own enjoyment and to help portray my feelings... this may not be the best way, but the easiest will be via YouTube. Excuse the crap videos and enjoy the music.
Saves The Day - who the fuck else.
5.21.2008
beginning.
[4.29.08 - older one, just to start...]
So I just wrote what was possibly my best blog yet, and it fucking evaporated into a Myspace error. My hopes and inspiration are now pretty limited, but I'll give it another shot.
Starting over has been doing some crazy things to me. I've been surprisingly happy, and there's lots to thank for that. I've always appreciated this place and my family and friends, but it's situations like this in which I truly realize what I have to be thankful for. Those of you that have been there for me should know who you are and what that means... and those of you who I've been neglecting: I'm terribly sorry and I hope you understand.
Noah and I are back in New Iberia for a bit, staying with my amazing family... If all goes as planned I'll have a job very soon and will work my way up from there. I'm actually looking forward to busting my ass and gaining some confidence.
I have a feeling I'm about to go through some significant changes...
Aside from all the changing and realizations, I've had a few great experiences recently and I don't plan on forgetting those. Ever. This past Festival was the best yet and I spent it with the realest, hottest, baddest kids in town. Check the pics. As is typical of Festival International, I bumped in to loads of faces I hadn't seen in ages. It was nothing short of wonderful. It was great to see you all: Dane, Sylvia, Tim, Mike K, Mollz, Kayleigh, Jermz, Nim, etc...
The other main thing that's been keeping me going is music. Good fucking music. That gets the credit for all this clarity and inspiration that seems to be coming from nowhere. As fucked up as my current situation is and as stressed as I am, there's always a release, and it's all mine.
So I've got a plan, goals, support, love, and a little motivation. That should be enough to keep the goblins away for a bit. I just hope I can remember that tomorrow when the doubt comes back... Either way, I can only improve from now on.
Here's to new beginnings, strength, friends, and love.
(insert atmosphere lyric here)
So I just wrote what was possibly my best blog yet, and it fucking evaporated into a Myspace error. My hopes and inspiration are now pretty limited, but I'll give it another shot.
Starting over has been doing some crazy things to me. I've been surprisingly happy, and there's lots to thank for that. I've always appreciated this place and my family and friends, but it's situations like this in which I truly realize what I have to be thankful for. Those of you that have been there for me should know who you are and what that means... and those of you who I've been neglecting: I'm terribly sorry and I hope you understand.
Noah and I are back in New Iberia for a bit, staying with my amazing family... If all goes as planned I'll have a job very soon and will work my way up from there. I'm actually looking forward to busting my ass and gaining some confidence.
I have a feeling I'm about to go through some significant changes...
Aside from all the changing and realizations, I've had a few great experiences recently and I don't plan on forgetting those. Ever. This past Festival was the best yet and I spent it with the realest, hottest, baddest kids in town. Check the pics. As is typical of Festival International, I bumped in to loads of faces I hadn't seen in ages. It was nothing short of wonderful. It was great to see you all: Dane, Sylvia, Tim, Mike K, Mollz, Kayleigh, Jermz, Nim, etc...
The other main thing that's been keeping me going is music. Good fucking music. That gets the credit for all this clarity and inspiration that seems to be coming from nowhere. As fucked up as my current situation is and as stressed as I am, there's always a release, and it's all mine.
So I've got a plan, goals, support, love, and a little motivation. That should be enough to keep the goblins away for a bit. I just hope I can remember that tomorrow when the doubt comes back... Either way, I can only improve from now on.
Here's to new beginnings, strength, friends, and love.
(insert atmosphere lyric here)
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