Day 808. 

Now that I’ve finished my bachelors, I’ve decided to head on over to the MFA side of life. 

Of course any googling of “graphic design MFA” yields SCAD. 

So here goes. I have until November to decide on a visual problem to solve. 

Wish me luck and anxiety medication. 

Day 929. 

I’ve been getting into snowboard design and I realized how much I miss the culture and the mountains. Maybe someone will hire me as a house artist and I can finally move west. 

I’ve also been learning that I have a style and that it’s ok that it’s not perfect or not like anyone else’s. 

People love all kinds of art. Speaking of, I’m in my first local art show this week. Pretty exciting! Hopefully it goes well and maybe I’ll even sell some pieces. 

Huzzah. 

Day 952. 

I stumbled upon a book about snowboard graphics yesterday and fell back in love with the eccentric world that is snowboarding. 

I’ve been a snowboarder for 12 years on and off and I’ll admit I purchased my current deck and setup based heavily on color and graphics. 

It occurs to me that these snowboard manufacturers need artists to design said graphics. 

Cue creative brain gears turning…

Day 961. 

I hate doing works with political themes. It seems like such low hanging fruit.  

But I suppose if you can’t get something off your mind, you put it on canvas eh? 

I’m entering my first art show this spring. Very excited. My first work is politically themed and is near to my heart. 

It’s on my instagram if you all wants to check it out. 

Shalom. 

Day 980. 

It’s my birthday. 

As I turn 31 today, I realize how far I’ve come in the last year. I’ve finished school and given art back the place in my life it truly deserves. 

I have genuine friends who help me through life no matter the ups or downs. 

I think people are apprehensive about aging. Im welcoming my 30s with open arms. 

Day 988. 

Social media is an essential part of the hustle. 

In 2017, if you don’t have a social media presence you might as well not work. 

The thing I hate most about this is how obsessed with followers and likes I’ve become. 

I have (currently) 92 followers on my instagram and 168 or so on my Facebook page. 

Instagram fluctuates depending on what I post. Anything with a cat? +10 followers. Anything Jewish? -3 followers. Oy. 

I hate that art has now become about what faceless others think of it. Isn’t art for the people by the people? Isn’t it a form of self expression? Shouldn’t it be your way and not to pander? 

I think the key to success in any facet of life is to stop worrying about what others think of your actions and products and just create. Just do. Just make. 

Constantly seeking validation from random strangers online who’s only qualification to judge your work is whether or not they can double tap will only breed frustration and art that isn’t true to your vision. 

Day 990. 

It’s cold here in STL and I’ve been sick so I took myself out for a hot meal at my favorite Filipino restaurant. 

(Guerilla Street Food if you’re in the area.)

Im sitting next to two gentleman who work in a restaurant and they’re talking about their ideas and ambitions for their business. 

I’m so lucky to have rediscovered art in my life and to be in a city that fosters artistic endeavors. 

I hope those gentleman are very successful. They deserve it.