2020 in review

What a year guys, am I right…hah. I have to laugh looking back at my 2020 resolutions post I wrote last January…it was an optimistic little list of potential “30-day challenges” to follow throughout the year, and needless to say that barely lasted two months before I, like everyone else, began to struggle with motivation to even get through day to day life. I even wondered if I would have enough to write about to make a reflection post for this year, but then I realized that I absolutely do. Even in the strangest year in recent memory, there are some bright spots and some accomplishments that I’m really proud of.

like…I graduated college!!

It definitely looks different than my 2019, where I got to travel a lot, act in a musical, be in a wedding, interview one of my favorite working illustrators in person, help plan/design flyers for a charity Halloween party…all those things that you can’t really do during a pandemic. It’s almost like I somehow knew what was coming and really packed a bunch into the previous year, which was lucky I suppose, because in a way I didn’t mind a slower year following up all of that.

But while I have been lucky in so many ways, and (knock on wood) have not even had COVID, I don’t want to only talk about the bright spots without acknowledging that this year was a big struggle, even for someone like me who had it relatively easy. I graduated college on December 13th, and to be perfectly honest, I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to finish, right up to the last day of finals practically. But I did, and it still seems almost too good to be true that somehow, while I’ve already taken longer than the “typical” 4 years, I managed to finish in 2020 during a pandemic when my motivation was taking major hits from all the subconscious stresses of everything going on. I definitely had some other low-motivation years in recent memory, but this year was hard for reasons outside of myself. So, let’s do a quick recap.

January-February: started to become an early bird with an 8am class I didn’t hate, kept up a reading habit every night before bed
March: lockdowns hit, classes switched to online, started a Letterboxd account to track my movie-watching
April: celebrated a quarantine birthday/turned 24, interviewed another of my favorite illustrators through video chat for my senior project
May: passed all my classes (even managed to ace a couple) even though I had gotten behind after the sudden total switch to online in mid-March
June: realized my Graphic Design minor was needlessly dragging me down and made the decision to pivot to an Interdisciplinary Art minor, which would make use of some old transfer credits I had floating in limbo, and lighten my last semester
July: housesat/dogsat for two weeks, Taylor Swift surprise-released Folklore, lost my (great) Aunt Marge to cancer, lots of family hikes outside in the summer

Clockwise from top left: Aunt Marge with her daughter (my godmother), her in the middle with friends in 1952, with her sister (my Aunt MaryAnn) almost 30 years later (though she barely looked like she aged from that photo up to this year!), her on the far left with friends (don’t know the context with the giant Schenley whiskey bottle, but they look like a fun group).
I’m so glad I recorded my Aunt Marge telling some stories with her siblings (she’s the oldest, my grandfather is the middle child, Aunt Maryann is the youngest) last year on the 4th of July…because who knew 2019 would be our last July 4th all together. I really miss her already.

August: got my wisdom teeth out, found out my last minor required class overlapped timeslots with my last major requirement, so long story short I was serendipitously allowed to sign up for a special new mural-painting class as a substitution
September-October: started work on largescale collaborative public mural! A dream of mine
November: Finished mural! designed a solo mural proposal for a local business
December: Graduated college!! Taylor Swift surprise-released Evermore, housesat/dogsat again (a different family) for 3 weeks over the holidays

taken on one of our last work days, November 9th

So let’s talk about this mural…it was my literal and figurative bright spot in 2020 (besides, yes, the two surprise Taylor Swift albums which I had to note because they were truly morale boosters also), and the physical work involved was ideal in a year where it was really hard for me to focus on mentally-taxing work for any stretch of time. The ability to show up to an outdoor class, keep socially distanced/wear masks, paint for hours at a time, and get college credit for it, was truly life-saving these past few months. I was definitely one of the stay late/volunteer for odd jobs people in the class because it felt so good to be able to throw myself into the work to the point of physical exhaustion. The instructor/orchestrator of the project, Dragana, might honestly rank as the best professor I’ve had over the years. She handled the class and the project with such energy, grace, flexibility yet firmness, and empathy, she is just one of those people with very evident emotional intelligence.

Abstracting landmarks, concepts and memories, designing the imagery, assigning numbers to colors, then color coding each section (and still changing our minds as we painted) was definitely a tough mental workout though
Projecting and tracing our sketch
I’m the one standing on the middle of the scaffolding in this pic

I’m very proud to have been a part of this project, where we were able to collaboratively design, transfer, and hand-paint a gigantic mural that the community can enjoy for years, adding color and subtle abstractions of nostalgic local memories and proud history gathered from Youngstown natives to a very industrial corridor of the city. While I had a senior research project I had to design and conduct using interviews for my Media Communication major, I consider this mural the true final project to end my college career (though for this class I also had to design my own, much smaller mural proposal for a local business that with any luck may come to life in the future).

Here I am again on our last work day finishing up the logo section honoring all the businesses that helped us bring this project to life.

It feels very fitting that we completed this mural in 2020. It represents community, working together, supporting each other, celebrating our town’s trials and history, connecting past, present and future, bringing color and brightness to a neglected spot on a fairly busy road. I can’t even count how many people honked enthusiastically or shouted words of appreciation and encouragement to us as they drove past the wall while we worked the past few months. The donations of funds, supplies, and services, and support from the city and local businesses that allowed it to happen. The fun, long days working (with an accidentally all-women class of artists!), laughing and chatting and putting the radio on, climbing ladders and moving scaffolding and freshman volunteers showing up to help where this was maybe one of the few in-person activities they’ve been able to participate in their first semester. And now we’ve left our own bright spot to last years and inspire more similar projects to come. (All photos in this post are my own, except those with me in them, which I borrowed from our mural website)

From bare wall…to color explosion 🙂

2021, let’s see if we can all work together to make you a brighter year ahead.

Pairing movies with folklore songs

This is absolutely nothing like the usual post I write, but ever since Taylor Swift released her surprise album folklore I have been so inspired by it, aesthetically, lyrically, and sonically. It’s one of those rare albums that makes you want to create more art inspired by it, and I love that! The perfect quarantine album release.

See, I even made a folklore-inspired wallpaper pattern

I had already made a playlist pairing each folklore song with another song it reminds me of, and as I’ve listened to the album in the car on repeat, the songs started to remind me of movies as well. So I thought it would be fun to do a movie recommendation list (since I’ve been on a major movie-watching kick this year) of films that I have really enjoyed that match the tone or story themes of each song. Like my own buzzfeed-esque listicle. Before we start, here’s the corresponding movie recommendation list and honorable mentions list on IMDb so you can easily check out any movie that piques your interest while you read, and believe me, this was all a labor of love and a couple months in the making.

Plus, I’m very excited to have my cousin Theresa as a guest writer on this article! There were a couple songs I was stuck on that I knew she’d have some great movie picks for, so I asked her if she would like to help me out and she definitely delivered. Thanks Tree! Her picks are noted at the beginning of their descriptions, and be sure to also check her out at healthtreeliving. Now, without further ado…

If you like the 1, try watching La La Land

La La Land (2016) is the perfect film to go with leading track “the 1,” as they share the theme of passionate relationships fated to burn bright for a time, then come to an inevitable end. The classic “one that got away” that will be looked back on fondly despite knowing it wasn’t meant to be. (Theresa and I both love this movie, so consider it doubly recommended if you still haven’t seen it!)

Lyric: In my defense, I have none / For digging up the grave another time / But it would’ve been fun / If you would’ve been the one

Movie Quote:I’m always gonna love you.” “I’m always gonna love you, too.

Honorable Mention: The Umbrellas of Cherbourg

If you like cardigan, try watching Splendor in the Grass

I watched Splendor in the Grass (1961) the day after folklore was released, and I couldn’t help but think this movie fit some of the vibes of the album pretty well. The poem that the movie’s title comes from is by William Wordsworth, whom Taylor happens to reference with a play on words in the lyrics of “the lakes” so maybe I’m not far off with this classic recommendation. It’s a film about teenage first love in a culture of repressed emotions that drives the protagonists to heartbreak and mental breakdown.

Lyric: A friend to all is a friend to none / Chase two girls, lose the one / When you are young, they assume you know nothing

Movie Quote: “I saw the way you were looking at her.”

If you like the last great american dynasty, try watching It Happened One Night

Taylor’s storytelling in her lyrics is on point in this album especially. Several of these songs could practically be adapted into movies of their own, especially this one, which is heavily based on the true story of Rebekah Harkness, the previous owner of Taylor’s Holiday House in RI. But after recently rewatching It Happened One Night (1934), I thought it could make a good pairing for this song. Having just eloped with a fortune-hunting aviator, twenty-something heiress Ellie Andrews runs away from her controlling father, intent on traveling to New York to reunite with her new husband. After missing the bus and losing her luggage, however, she finds herself stuck with journalist Peter Warne, who agrees to help her get to New York in exchange for exclusive rights to report her story.

Lyric: And they said / There goes the last great American dynasty / Who knows, if she never showed up, what could’ve been / There goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen

Movie Quote: “He despises everything about me. He says that I’m spoiled and selfish and pampered and thoroughly insincere.”

If you like exile, try watching Merrily We Go to Hell

I randomly caught Merrily We Go to Hell (1932) on TCM as part of their “Women Make Film” feature series, and it immediately drew me in. The main characters are so sweet together in their private moments, but their relationship begins to deteriorate when one’s alcoholism and discontent drives a wedge between them, leading to desperate, mismatched attempts at communication before things begin to fall apart. Its ending is not all the way happy but not all the way sad, and the plot fits well with the lyrics of this song.

Lyric: I couldn’t turn things around (You never turned things around) / ‘Cause you never gave a warning sign (I gave so many signs)

Movie Quote: “If you love me, you’ll lock that door so that I can’t get out.” “I’m no jailer.”

If you like my tears ricochet, try watching Black Girl

I’m trying to include some lesser-known/unexpected film choices here and the lyrics of “my tears ricochet” reminded me of the main character’s inner dialogue in the film Black Girl (1966). Diouana is a young Senegalese woman who dreams of a better life in France, until she takes the opportunity to work for a French family as a maid/nanny and finds her freedom restricted, her pride wounded, and her spirit wilting in a new country away from her family and friends where she does not feel wanted or respected. The following lyric fits so specifically with the end of the film in my opinion, but I won’t spoil it.

Lyric: I didn’t have it in myself to go with grace / And you’re the hero flying around, saving face

Movie Quote:She’ll not lie to me again. Never will she lie to me again. She wanted to keep me here as her slave.

Honorable Mention: Vertigo, Laura

If you like mirrorball, try watching Clueless

I know older movies aren’t everyone’s favorite thing (why not though? 🙂 ), so I’ll throw in another more modern classic with Clueless (1995). Mirrorball might be my favorite song on folklore, or at least it made the strongest impression on first listen, and Clueless is a movie that makes a pretty endearing impression in my opinion. Plus the dreamy quality of the song just makes me think of throwbacks to ’90s teen movies. Teenager Cher Horowitz seems like she’s got it all figured out, but between trying to be a matchmaker, mentoring the new girl, learning how to drive, negotiating her grades, attempting to impress the new guy, annoying her ex-stepbrother…she realizes she’s been trying so hard at everything that she keeps missing the point, and has to admit to herself that she might actually be clueless.

Lyric: I’ve never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try / I’m still on that trapeze / I’m still trying everything to keep you looking at me

Movie Quote: “She’s a full-on Monet.” “What’s a Monet?” “It’s like the paintings, see? From far away it’s okay, but up close, it’s a big old mess.”

Honorable Mention: Breakfast at Tiffany’s, The Circus

If you like seven, try watching My Neighbor Totoro

Seven is such a bittersweet and wholesome song about a childhood friendship. My Neighbor Totoro (1988) is one of the sweetest films about childhood I’ve seen. Two sisters, Satsuki and Mei, move to a new house in the country with their father to be closer to their mother who is convalescing from an illness in a nearby hospital. The girls are eager to explore their new home, and eventually meet the friendly forest spirits that live in the woods near their house, Totoros, who come to the girls’ aid when Mei runs away one afternoon and gets lost.

Lyric: Please picture me in the trees / I hit my peak at seven

Movie Quote: “Well, I’m not sure, but I could’ve sworn that I saw both of the girls up in the treetop, laughing.”

Honorable Mention: When Marnie Was There, A Little Princess

If you like august, try watching 500 Days of Summer

For “august” it was only natural to think of 500 Days of Summer (2009). Both the song and the film recount relationships in which the protagonist is in love and only in hindsight realizes that the object of their affection was never really in love with them in return, only an on-again-off-again fling that they were initiating most of the time. Is that a spoiler? I haven’t watched this film in years but I’m pretty sure its plot trajectory is not exactly a secret, I mean the first line or so of the film is something like, “this is not a love story.”

Lyric: So much for summer love and saying “us” / ‘Cause you weren’t mine to lose

Movie Quote:I just woke up one day and I knew.” “Knew what?” “What I was never sure of with you.

If you like this is me trying, try watching Ordinary People

(THERESA’S PICK:) This is one of my favorite movies, and it pairs so beautifully with one of my favorite Taylor Swift songs. The film follows the life of a boy named Conrad, following his older brother Buck’s death. Conrad struggles with depression and attempts suicide, feeling the weight of guilt about not only his brother, but also not feeling good enough for his family. I love the raw emotions in this movie, you can’t help but put yourself into the family’s shoes because to some extent, we have all felt many of the emotions they are going through. The emotions that come with loss, not feeling understood, not being good enough, or just feeling broken. Be prepared to cry when you watch this movie, but in a very cathartic way.

Lyric: They told me all of my cages were mental / So I got wasted like all my potential / And my words shoot to kill when I’m mad / I have a lot of regrets about that

Movie Quote: “Why did you do it?” “Uh… I don’t know. It was like… falling into a hole. It keeps getting bigger and bigger and you can’t escape. All of a sudden, it’s inside… and you’re the hole. You’re trapped. And it’s all over. Something like that. It’s not really scary… except when you think back on it. ‘Cause you know what you were feeling.”

Honorable Mention: Dead Poets Society

If you like illicit affairs, try watching The Apartment

The Apartment (1960) is one of my top favorites and a natural pick for a song about “illicit affairs.” It concerns a NYC insurance company clerk, Bud Baxter, who begins lending his apartment to the executives for their extramarital affairs when he realizes it could help him climb the corporate ladder. However, things become complicated as his personal life starts to get stepped all over in the process, especially after a particularly eventful Christmas Eve. It may not sound like much, but it’s funny and heartbreaking in equal measures, and while this song isn’t necessarily one of my top favorites, this movie is one I highly recommend.

Lyric: And that’s the thing about illicit affairs / And clandestine meetings and stolen stares / They show their truth one single time / But they lie and they lie and they lie

Movie Quote: “The mirror… it’s broken.” “Yes, I know. I like it that way. Makes me look the way I feel.”

Honorable Mention: The Graduate, Love in the Afternoon

If you like invisible string, try watching Amélie

Invisible string is one of my favorites from folklore, so it’s only natural that it pairs well with my favorite movie, Amélie (2001). Amélie Poulain is a shy young woman who serendipitously discovers a hidden tin full of childhood treasures in her apartment wall and decides to track down its owner. The outcome of her good deed inspires her to devise ways to brighten the lives of all the people she knows, while trying to find the courage to pursue her own happiness when she stumbles upon her potential soulmate and begins to fall in love.

Lyric: And isn’t it just so pretty to think / All along there was some / Invisible string / Tying you to me?

Movie Quote: “When Amélie lacked playmates, Nino had too many. Five miles apart, they both dreamed of having a brother and sister to be with all the time.

Honorable mention: Whisper of the Heart

If you like mad woman, try watching Revolutionary Road

(THERESA’S PICK:) This film shows the viewer the intimacies of a seemingly-normal 1950’s couple. Although from the outside they seem to have their life perfectly planned out, the reality is that they are struggling to cope with the ensuing breakdown of their marriage. April (Kate Winslet) embodies the “mad woman” role by sticking up for her desires of living a more eventful life like they had originally planned. Frank (Leonardo DiCaprio) is fine with their “ordinary” life and, given that it is the 1950s, gets the last say. The rest of the film shows how April responds to that, which from the outside, may seem “crazy” or “mad”. I love this film for its realism, and raw emotions that make you feel like you are a fly on the wall of an actual couple’s house in the 1950s.

Lyric: Every time you call me crazy / I get more crazy / What about that? / And when you say I seem angry / I get more angry / And there’s nothin’ like a mad woman / What a shame she went mad

Movie Quote: “If being crazy means living life as if it matters, then I don’t mind being completely insane.”

Honorable Mention: Atonement, Hunger Games: Catching Fire

If you like epiphany, try watching 1917

I know this song is inspired by Taylor’s grandfather’s war experiences with parallels drawn to healthcare workers in the current pandemic, but I can’t help but think Taylor must have also seen the recent film 1917 (2019). This song immediately reminded me of that movie, which was inspired by the director Sam Mendes’ grandfather’s war stories. During WWI, two young British soldiers are ordered to deliver an urgent message to a nearby regiment to call off an attack planned for the next morning, in order to avoid a strategic ambush by the German army. The mission seems futile, and they have very little time to make the dangerous journey.

Lyric: Only twenty minutes to sleep / But you dream of some epiphany / Just one single glimpse of relief / To make some sense of what you’ve seen

Movie Quote:I hoped today would be a good day. Hope is a dangerous thing.

If you like betty, try watching Dogfight

This song has the perfect awkward, naive, and earnest tone of being a teenager and the drama that can come with first love before either person knows what it takes to make a relationship work. There are a lot of great coming of age films that address this type of story, but a particular new favorite of mine is Dogfight (1991). Eddie Birdlace, an 18-year-old about to ship off to Vietnam in 1963, spends his last evening in San Francisco looking for an unattractive girl for a game with his fellow Marines called a “dogfight,” in which the one who finds the ugliest date wins prize money. He winds up with a shy young waitress named Rose, who soon finds out the truth of the situation from another woman at the party. Eddie has already started to realize his mistake in misjudging Rose and resolves to spend the rest of the night trying to make it up to her.

Lyric: The only thing I wanna do / Is make it up to you

Movie Quote: “You and me, against the pricks. Are you with me?”

If you like peace, try watching They Live by Night

Okay, so you know the classic Rebel Without a Cause? Well, They Live by Night (1948) is the debut film from the same director, and while I see the appeal of James Dean’s tragic legacy, I think this one deserves to be just as much of a classic. Its stars feel more like real people than actors, and you can’t help but root for their happiness even though their romance seems doomed from the start due to being on the run from the law. I love the world-weary but earnest hopefulness of both the characters in the movie and the lyrics of this song; “peace” could’ve practically been written based on the plot of this film.

Lyric: I never had the courage of my convictions / As long as danger is near / And it’s just around the corner, darlin’ / ‘Cause it lives in me / No, I could never give you peace

Movie Quote: “Say something happened to me…they can’t pin a thing in this world on you. The only wrong you ever did was to marry me.”

Honorable Mention: The Bourne Identity, Chocolat, Spider-Man 2

If you like hoax, try watching Three Colors: Blue

Another great film/song matchup. I’m sure there’s another Taylor Swift fan out there who has seen more movies than I have and could find five other solid options for every song, but from my own limited repertoire it’s been fun managing to dig up some good films with surprising ease for most of these songs. Three Colors: Blue (1993) is a very poignant film dealing with the main character’s complicated process of grief when she loses her husband and young daughter in a tragic car accident and has to find a way to keep going afterwards, while people from her past keep interrupting her attempts to numb and forget.

Lyric: Stood on the cliffside screaming, ”Give me a reason” / Your faithless love’s the only hoax I believe in / Don’t want no other shade of blue but you / No other sadness in the world would do

Movie Quote: “Now I have only one thing left to do: nothing. I don’t want any belongings, any memories. No friends, no love. Those are all traps.”

If you like the lakes, try watching Moonrise Kingdom or A Room With a View

This one was a little more complicated, as I couldn’t really think of one single film that fit this song as well as some of the others, so I’m offering two equal recommendations (a bonus rec for the bonus track). A Room With a View (1985) is a sentimental movie for me, it’s beautiful and romantic, and takes place partially in England set in the early 1900s so it kind of fits the historic Lake District vibe/inspiration of this song, but is more lighthearted. Moonrise Kingdom on the other hand fits more of the “running away from society together” vibe of the song and shares similar atmospheric beauty, but still doesn’t quite match up in tone, as again it’s a pretty light and funny film, though each have their solemn or melancholy moments. At any rate, these are both great movies well worth watching.

Lyric: Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die / I don’t belong and, my beloved, neither do you

Movie Quote: “He doesn’t want you to be real, and to think and to live. He doesn’t love you. But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms.” (A Room With a View)

“We’re in love. We just want to be together. What’s wrong with that?” (Moonrise Kingdom)

Feel free to comment with your own suggestions for any of the songs if you thought of any alternates or similar films I should check out! I would love to hear your ideas, and I hope you paid some attention to the honorable mentions we listed, a few of them were pretty close seconds! Did you add any of these films to your watchlist? I definitely added Theresa’s picks to mine…thanks again, Tree. 🙂

On finding (and owning) your creative style

Developing your own style is often the biggest challenge of any creative endeavor. We all have an inherent natural style, but usually it’s not quite what you want it to be, or what it could be, without a lot of work. I’m still in the process of developing my style, and I’ve been drawing and making art since I could first hold a crayon, so it’s been a solid 22 years for me and I still feel a bit lost half the time. This blog turns 3 years old today, so even after three years of “official” development, I’m really just getting started.

While I haven’t always been concerned with developing my style, I was definitely always experimenting with it, even from a very young age. I have drawings from age two or three where my mom or dad had drawn something for me, like ducks in the park, and I had attempted to mimic their drawing. I loved drawing the cartoons I watched on TV, from Powerpuff Girls to Pokemon. I drew a lot of Pokemon. Inherently, my drawings were unique to my hand, but I was initially copying a lot of other people’s art to learn, and just because I liked it. In third grade, I borrowed the Ms. Pac-Man ghosts (Inky, Blinky, Pinky, and Sue, for the uncultured) for easy-to-replicate characters in my comic strip drawings. I eventually developed characters of my own invention after lots of practice creating pages after pages of comics in my free time at school, figuring out what I liked, what I found funny, and what I could easily draw frame-after-frame without fully resorting to stick figures.

3rd-grader humor…

In middle school, I would fill up a notebook of what I imagined the characters to look like from my favorite book series at the time (Redwall, so lots of anthropomorphic woodland creatures) and I would draw my Neopets in a more stylized and customized way based on what I imagined their personalities to be. In high school, I often doodled ballerinas and 1960s-inspired florals and patterns. As my interests changed, my inspirations changed, and I would draw my own iterations of whatever I was paying most attention to. I wasn’t trying consciously to develop anything, just imitating what I liked for fun, bits and pieces of my interests slowly integrating into my own art creations.

a page of doodles from the week before I graduated high school

Style isn’t really a conscious thing, for the most part. You can maybe describe your personal style and tastes in a handful of words, but there is so much more “why” to it all than you may even realize. You might love the color apple green because it’s the color of the walls at your aunt & uncle’s old house on a hill with the smell of spring and Easter dinner in the air when you were younger, feeling so at home surrounded by family, and you kind of forget about all that and just know it’s one of those colors that just feels right to you. Or maybe a character in a movie you saw ten years ago wore a really cool outfit that subconsciously influenced what you like to wear. Or you read a certain picture book over and over when you were young, so the art style in it is very appealing to you. You may be conscious of more recent or memorable influences that you can visualize and describe, like the tip of the iceberg, but your actual style is made up of immeasurable life experiences like the examples I mentioned, extending far deeper below the surface.

So, whatever you make as a creative will unavoidably have an imprint of your own experiences and tastes. Krista of @hername_ismud posted a wonderful discussion of this in her instagram stories a while ago that stuck with me (in her highlights under “create vs copy”). She mentioned that it is often hard and uncomfortable work to get to know yourself, to find your creative voice, but it is extremely valuable to do and crucial if you are trying to contribute something new to the world. I love one thing she said especially, that you have to “invite yourself into your work.” You need to allow your unique experiences and gifts to shine through in what you make. She mentioned that while you can look at Pinterest for inspiration and copy other artists’ styles for fun and to learn some things, at a certain point, imitating the work of another just becomes detrimental to your own progress if your aim is to grow as an artist. You won’t find your own voice by borrowing others’ ideas, which likely cost them years of experience, failures, and effort. At the very least, you should give proper credit to your influences if you’re going to use their hard work as a shortcut.

This is a constant discussion in the artist community online, where art is so easily circulated now that some artists find that their work is being stolen and sold by overseas businesses, or even popular companies and big brands. Originality seems to be harder than ever now that we are all bombarded by pretty designs all over our social media, but in a way, it is more valuable than ever for those same reasons. I love Pinterest, but I have also needed to majorly shift how I use it as I begin to really try to uncover and shape my own style. I still pin illustrations and art and design that I admire, but I try to pin more photos of things and places and people and a variety of art mediums in order to find more unconventional and indirect inspiration, and when I do really want to emulate a certain illustrator’s style, I try to only borrow elements of it, mixed with other elements and styles, in order to make it my own.

I really like that Krista also mentioned she keeps a written notebook as an alternative to saving direct inspiration images, so that she can jot down ideas from things she sees and therefore already begin to separate them from the source and allow more room for interpretation and creativity. I really think there is major value in doing very present and physical activities as an artist, such as taking walks or flipping through old books, to find more unique inspiration. My graphic design professors have made a point in the past to assign us to check out any book from a section of our choice at the library, because it’s easy to forget there’s a ton of things out there that don’t even exist on the internet. I found a few super interesting old books on painting and design that were somewhat outdated but all the more inspiring for it, because it wasn’t something I would find online.

For as much as I was obsessed with books growing up, I have really drifted away from physical books in recent years, but I’m itching to get back to tangible sources like that. I was in this vintage shop in Boulder City last year that had some great Matisse and Calder and Degas lithographs, and this big selection of vinyl records that were so fun to flip through just because of the amazing old cover art, just random compilations of Tchaikovsky or Chopin, or some musicians I’ve never heard of, with the coolest cover designs. That’s the kind of inspiration that lights me up, not the same trendy design I’ve seen pop up in my Pinterest feed 10 times over the last year. But that’s the beauty of it, (and why I’m beginning to miss travelling this year, even just a day trip to a nearby city) some things you can’t find on the internet. Some inspiration has to be found 27 records deep in a dusty, disorganized pile you’re flipping through while simultaneously trying to keep it from toppling over in the back of an antiques store that you ducked into on a whim to escape the heat.

I keep seeing talk about “finding your style” everywhere lately, and it has been on my own mind for a while, so I wanted to write out some of my thoughts. It’s one of those topics that a lot of people seem to struggle with in the current age along with procrastination and indecisiveness, which I happen to think are all directly tied to the endless bombardment of over-stimulation that we’re all faced with as soon as we open up a social media app or the internet. Having just spent two weeks dogsitting a couple of golden retrievers at a house with a lovely front porch and back patio tucked at the end of a street by some woods, I spent more time just sitting outside and enjoying fresh air and solitude than I have in a long, long time. And I didn’t feel like I was missing out on anything. In fact, I started to wonder why I had endless to-do lists when all of a sudden it felt like I could count my priorities on one hand. I may have even had some major breakthrough realizations about my own artistic style that I’ll discuss in another post soon. I think honing your “style” is one of those processes that never ends, and while I look forward to evolving, refining, and finding more consistency, I also know that I am an admirer of many differing things, so my personal style will probably always be fairly eclectic and experimental. I just have to make peace with the process.

Direction

It’s officially spring and life has been a little surreal lately, for everyone. It’s both alarming and comforting, I suppose, when the whole world is experiencing something together. There’s not much else to talk about lately besides the Coronavirus pandemic, and the myriad ways in which it is affecting our day to day lives, jobs, studies, hobbies.

I’m torn, because the homebody and the optimist in me are enjoying the way the world has been forced into a more introverted way of life. I like to think many people worldwide will benefit from time with their families and the opportunity to be more creative and introspective to get through this indefinite time. However, I enjoy a counterbalance of leaving my house and socializing like anyone, so I am starting to feel restless with the lack of direction, structure, or variety. My college has moved classes entirely online for the rest of the semester, and while I have enjoyed taking some online classes in the past, having my whole semester of in-person classes switch to online is frankly overwhelming. At the same time I am trying to embrace the challenge of productively working from home, as that is always something I have hoped I could do in my future career.

In the midst of this I am also grateful in many ways. I’m grateful that I’m an unemployed student who does not have to worry about whether I’ll lose my job, although I did want to apply for summer internships and that is seeming a bit up in the air. I’m grateful both my parents still have jobs. I’m grateful for my family’s health, even though I miss visiting my grandfather on the weekends. I’m grateful for the extra time off school because I feel like I needed it. My heart aches for those who have lost their jobs temporarily, or permanently, or are graduating this semester and now are missing out on the experiences of their last couple months of high school, college, or grad school, but I’m grateful for this time without direction, as I feel like many of us are turning to God or otherwise learning to find peace in the uncertainty.

While it seems more trivial lately, I have been feeling a bit directionless in my art and my writing recently, too. I’ve been posting here barely once a month because it just feels like what I write or create is hardly worth sharing lately. I have always enjoyed writing and drawing just for the heck of it, but because I’ve been doing it my whole life, I’m hitting a quarter-life crisis of not being able to tell if I even like what I’m making anymore.

As I approach my own graduation later this year, I realized that I had let the experimental stage take over, and I don’t have as many professional portfolio-worthy things from my personal projects as I feel I should. My writing became basically all journal-style, and not enough marketable blog essay. As far as illustration, there are so many different styles and elements and mediums of art that I love, and I like to think one day I’ll find a sweet spot of blending these in a way that feels truly my own. But at the moment it just feels forced, even if I like what I make. I’m struggling to find a way to keep building on my lifelong drawing experience, yet at the same time undo all my years of drawing things certain ways to begin to refine my own style into a more clear direction.

My mom always tells me that I’m a great curator, whether it be art, movies, cute dog pictures, or topical articles and such. That’s certainly subjective, but I’ll have to agree with her in that I feel like I curate inspiration for myself so well that it paralyzes me with indecision sometimes. I definitely feel like I have more original ideas than ever before, so all this inspiration isn’t too counterproductive, but I need to get better at channeling that knowledge of what I like into creating things more mindfully. While I have this blog about intentional living, it is funny how many times I note that I haven’t been as mindful in creating clear directives for myself as I thought I was. It’s important to embrace both directionless and structured creating, rather than always hovering somewhere in between. Such as committing to a sketchbook practice and also finding prompts and projects that can showcase my marketable skills.

All this to say, finding direction is a lifelong struggle. It’s like being able to speak multiple languages fairly well, but needing to choose one primary one to become fluent in. The struggle of leaving behind certain things you love about some of the languages because you need to concentrate on the one that you know you can best communicate with overall. And sure, you can still speak the other languages or use special words from them when the opportunity arises, but you need to primarily stick to one, at least for a time.

It’s easy to get discouraged thinking I’ll never be able to really make a career out of art, but it feels like the one language I’ve always been more fluent in than the rest. I see so many people doing it in so many different ways and styles, and I see that there truly is a place for anyone with the heart to put into it, so I won’t give up on it. Amidst the internal struggle, I really am intensely excited about all the possibilities of things I could create in my life, and seeing communities of artists supporting each other online in this uncertain time gives me hope for my own future career.

I may start doing some posts about the artists that have inspired me the most and examples/explanations of what it is I love about their different styles. It may help me to clarify what I want to bring into my own stuff going forward if I get it out on paper. Maybe I could even do a variation of the “draw this in your style” instagram challenges, except making art in the style of my favorite artists to go along with each post. We’ll see, but thanks for sticking around for my occasional rants.

I hope you are well during this time of uncertainty and isolation, and I hope you are taking the opportunity to enjoy the extra slowness of this strange season, and maybe spending time on more creative pursuits in your own life.