Friday Night Blues. (Well, maybe Grey-Gray)
Well, the week is finally over isn't it? I'd love to have a nice stiff drink, but I am afraid I am bereft of anything stronger than well water. Maybe you'll permit me to ramble on a bit. I'll do you the service of
Alright, so to mop up everything is going to take a few thousand words. No, life is not all that bad really, but I am finding myself a little more reflective than usual. We've had a few really nice days and I have enjoyed wandering amongst the different types of flora and fauna that have been planted around the college. It has been unseasonably warm the last few days.
I'm in a state of flux, a state of transition and as I spend more of my time developing for the web, the more conscious I am that the influences around me as well as the demand for design services really are changing me. Problems I used to fear design wise, I have a lot less harder time with. I am beginning to not become stressed, but willing to try and explore things from an artistic perspective as well as a functional one. Ultimately, I want to merge the two.
The truth of the matter is that I really need this, and I have needed it for a very long time. There is something about art that allows one to transcend the boundaries of normal everyday drudgery and instead begin to understand the human condition. It is more powerful to relate a story about the human condition indirectly. I think it is because when it comes down to it, we are all trying to do this with our lives. We keep searching for meaning within what occurs. We don't want to be told what "the moral of this story" is because it is more satisfying to see the puzzle pieces come together on our own. Mostly, because we want that so much to happen with the jumbled laundry of our lives...
Sadly, it rarely happens that way. I can go through days and days of circumstance that seems to not really relate to anything at all. Things happen, I respond. Sometimes the only meaning is what I choose to place myself. This is where the artistic perspective comes into play, the creativity. Sometimes art has a tendency to let one see what might be there, but is not. It can do the opposite too, show us things we cannot see but are present within ourselves. The beauty of it all is that with a little work sometimes you can make one become the other.
Speaking of life affirming, Dusty had his child today which is notable. I am going to still be developing for the college all this weekend. If any of you are around, give me a call. I can probably use a break and maybe we could catch a meal or something?
So, that being said... (cute huh?) Expect some development eventually when I get a little free time (right!)
Alright, so to mop up everything is going to take a few thousand words. No, life is not all that bad really, but I am finding myself a little more reflective than usual. We've had a few really nice days and I have enjoyed wandering amongst the different types of flora and fauna that have been planted around the college. It has been unseasonably warm the last few days.
I'm in a state of flux, a state of transition and as I spend more of my time developing for the web, the more conscious I am that the influences around me as well as the demand for design services really are changing me. Problems I used to fear design wise, I have a lot less harder time with. I am beginning to not become stressed, but willing to try and explore things from an artistic perspective as well as a functional one. Ultimately, I want to merge the two.
The truth of the matter is that I really need this, and I have needed it for a very long time. There is something about art that allows one to transcend the boundaries of normal everyday drudgery and instead begin to understand the human condition. It is more powerful to relate a story about the human condition indirectly. I think it is because when it comes down to it, we are all trying to do this with our lives. We keep searching for meaning within what occurs. We don't want to be told what "the moral of this story" is because it is more satisfying to see the puzzle pieces come together on our own. Mostly, because we want that so much to happen with the jumbled laundry of our lives...
Sadly, it rarely happens that way. I can go through days and days of circumstance that seems to not really relate to anything at all. Things happen, I respond. Sometimes the only meaning is what I choose to place myself. This is where the artistic perspective comes into play, the creativity. Sometimes art has a tendency to let one see what might be there, but is not. It can do the opposite too, show us things we cannot see but are present within ourselves. The beauty of it all is that with a little work sometimes you can make one become the other.
Speaking of life affirming, Dusty had his child today which is notable. I am going to still be developing for the college all this weekend. If any of you are around, give me a call. I can probably use a break and maybe we could catch a meal or something?
So, that being said... (cute huh?) Expect some development eventually when I get a little free time (right!)