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Eleven Months Later

Completely by accident, this post comes exactly 11 months to the day after the last one. 2016 has seen a lot of change so far, and we’re still only just over halfway through. Politically and socially things are a shitshow, but ― at least on paper, in some parts of the world ― some things have improved over the past five years. I began my decent into contingent teaching and the ascent to one-man-band hustle of freelance smack dab in the center of the worst of it and am still here to write about it, so at the very least there’s that.
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All The NY, Now With None Of The HC

Writing from the mostly-adequately air-conditioned shared apartment in Mexico my family has rented for the week, I can’t help but recognize the similarities between this trip and my prior visits to New York City over the past three years. Continue reading…

Copernican Cornballer

I was recently asked about how to go about promoting yourself for your first job after design school when you haven’t really specialized in anything yet. The student had originally asked for feedback on his portfolio, but this quickly became a much larger conversation trying to pinpoint where he wants to go, and doing what, and at what level. I’m posting this mostly because I feel like it goes places the other million-and-one advice posts don’t.

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Getting schooled.

This post originally appeared in issue 5 of Pikaland’s Good To Know series back in 2009. I recently stumbled across a PDF of it and was pleased to see how much of what I’m talking about in here still holds true for me today.

Being an artist in any capacity involves having the natural inquisitive openness (and motivation) for knowledge and experience (the natural “student”) even before developing the technical-proficiency (the literal student) to interpret/ communicate one’s unique voice. The varying levels of success on either of these sides, or how well they work together for each individual, defines the ability to accomplish “art.” The first has to come from an innate drive, the second through practice.
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It Still Takes Four Days To Get There

Your brother calls you from the east coast. He’s decided he doesn’t want to fly back anymore, but insists you to drive out and get him. And he isn’t interested in waiting, you need to be there right away.

You make some calls, dropping everything in life both at the office and at home. You call your brother back within the hour and say, ‘Alright, man, I’ll be there in four days.’

‘FOUR DAYS!’ he pouts. ‘But I’m waiting!’

What can you do? You’re thousands of miles away. You are leaving as quickly as you can, but the fastest you can realistically get there is four days. It’s a time and space thing.
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