last weekend the whole fam went to comic con. it was surprisingly fun, complete with picking up cool prints of original artwork with ninjas (my son) and pokemon and animals (my daughter), fist bumps with random cosplay warriors and shrieks of crazy from the little asian sweatshop booth where i also picked up an awesome maryland flag hair flower.
anyway, comic con deserves a whole separate post and i shall work that out later, but the reason why i mention it now is because interacting with all these craft makers and drawers and artlovers inspired me to take more creative approaches to procrastination. so i’ve decided to spin my thoughts and dread and laughs into pretty little things.
i’d like to take my life and draw it out. design it out. meme it out.
one upon a time many moons ago, i spent half my working hours as a designer — something i disliked at the time, but now appreciate because it helped to strengthen and refine the skills i had learned in one measly digital imaging class in college. it’s amazing how much that class has helped me in my work — as well as all my high school time spent fiddling with my own geocities site. i can’t pretend i’m some masterful arteest, but at least i know enough to not use rainbow gradient fills, squiggly zigzags, and over-abundant drop shadows and beveled edges like i discovered word art for the first time and am trying to remake the intro to saved by the bell.
so here’s my latest thought, based on all the ugly and mean and aching and pain i’ve seen recently.
this is just the second in what i’m now deeming a series of lifegraphics which started with this other one, made on a whim in response to reading malcolm gladwell’s david and goliath, which is all about how underdogs often end up winning when their “weaknesses” can work to their advantage. one section attempts to dismantle the prevailing wisdom that attending an elite college is best, because while the cream of the crop tend to do really well, the middling and straggling students tend to give up or aim lower because they compare themselves only to the peers in the same school. so the idea is that you’re better off if you’re the cream of the crop in an average college than if you’re a middling student at one of the best colleges. paraphrasing here, obviously.
and while there are many reasons that might still be valid for why a student should choose the best possible college they can get into, something about gladwell’s message struck a chord with my inner slacker. i love the idea that if it’s too much of a struggle as a small fish in a big pond, then just…
…..and now i’ve officially just become like the annoying bands that have to preface each song with “i wrote this song because blah blah while i was on the toilet in the tour bus and it means blah blah blah” — i hate when bands do this. just play the song already. sorry.