I made this. A couple days/weeks/months ago, I don’t remember when exactly. Or what feelings/thoughts I was having at the time I felt compelled to do it. But I like it. So I tore it out of my notebook and framed it. I hope you like it too. Or can decipher it or find some extremely interesting reasoning for its existence to help me explain it to people who see it across the room in my apartment and ask “What’s that scribble?”
A week and a half on the job, and I’m still loving my new position at NYLON designing graphics, e-newsletters, youtube skins, ads, blah blah blah. Yes, I like what I do, and yes, I do truly believe that it’s better to be happy 24 hours/day than to work your butt off half that time and make more money, but be half as happy. This works for me right now, and I encourage everyone I know (or don’t know yet - thanks for reading my blog even though we’ve never met, i love you) to find something similarly as comfortable. Imagine how much different the world would be if everyone was happy at their job.
(This graphic is from Monster-Munch, found via ffffound.)
Lovely.
It’s true, a new one. I’m going back to NYLON. I submitted my resignation from Hearst last week because I was offered a full-time, salaried job doing the paid version of what I did when I interned there. Expect the return of graphics posts and whatnot come August, when I’m the new Web Design Assistant there. It looks like I was always meant to be a designer, art school or not.
On a separate note, I’ve loved Exploding Dog illustrations for a few years now. Buy me a print as a celebration gift if you love me. Or just go to the site to fall in love with them as well.
