{"id":17,"date":"2009-05-17T18:30:00","date_gmt":"2009-05-17T18:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/2009\/05\/bad-bad-girl.html"},"modified":"2009-05-17T18:30:00","modified_gmt":"2009-05-17T18:30:00","slug":"bad-bad-girl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/2009\/05\/bad-bad-girl.html","title":{"rendered":"Bad Bad girl"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I have been a very bad girl as of late.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I am usually a good girl, but not in recent months. \u00a0Not, say, since March 10th of this year.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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I am not a quiet or shy girl. \u00a0I’m not the girl who is afraid to speak her mind. \u00a0I am definitely not the girl who thinks before she speaks. \u00a0And with 1000% certainty, I am not a girl who has only a few small opinions. \u00a0Quite the contrary as a matter of fact!<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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But since my last blog post I have become a girl who censors herself, and questions herself. \u00a0Not about graphic design. \u00a0Not about gorgeous wedding invitations. \u00a0Not even about being a mom. \u00a0About blogging.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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I seem to be a girl who is a little perplexed in the blogging department and can’t find my way out of this hole. \u00a0My blog is like a blank white canvas with no marks on it… too perfect, shiny and pristine to “attack” and “dirty”.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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When I was at the Art Institute of Chicago in 1994 I had a painting teacher named <\/span><\/span>Yee Jan Bao<\/span><\/span><\/a>. \u00a0Yee Jan played the role of painting teacher\/philosopher and we, as freshman students, ate it all up! \u00a0With each class we learned about new painting tips and techniques, new materials, new methods, all the while listening to his sage-like philosophies on painting and life. \u00a0During my class with him, he said something to me that I have never forgotten. \u00a0I may be paraphrasing here but it went something like this: “Never paint things you love. \u00a0Always paint things that you don’t like because then it will never get precious and you will never feel scared to make marks. \u00a0That’s why I love to paint bugs. \u00a0I hate bugs”<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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I need a bug. \u00a0A big one. \u00a0And I need someone to squish it on my blog and make a mess!<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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When I started my blog, I was pretty sure that I would be able to fill page after page with design-related content. \u00a0I wanted to be a cool, hip design blog about projects, thoughts and the like. \u00a0I didn’t want to write every day, but I wanted to write when the feeling hit, when the iron was hot, and tell the world about what I saw and what I did and what I was thinking. \u00a0But the whole time I told myself it had to be about design.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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Well, design isn’t the only thing in my life – it’s only one little bit of who I am. \u00a0I am a mom. \u00a0I am a wife. \u00a0I am a girl who used to leave dishes in the sink but doesn’t anymore. \u00a0I am a girl who had to have 2 screwdrivers on the plane today because my husband wasn’t with me to hold my hand. \u00a0I am lots of things and apparently I compartmentalize all of these things and don’t let the different colors touch each other on the plate. \u00a0Yee Jan would be very upset!<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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Every time I think of writing something, I hear myself saying it’s not “design-y” enough, or it’s “too” mom-focused, or maybe it’ll just sound like I’m patting myself on the back for a job well done. \u00a0This is hard for me because I want to be as good at this blog as I am at designing invitations (yes, I just patted myself on the back, but I’m sure you’ll all indulge me this once!) but the lines are blurry and I like things all neat and tidy.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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So, moving forward, I will try to write more and censor less. \u00a0I will try to “make marks” (or “press keys”) and see what happens.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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I have been a very bad girl as of late. I am usually a good girl, but not in recent months. \u00a0Not, say, since March 10th of this year. I am not a quiet or shy girl. \u00a0I’m not the … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-13-creative"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.13creative.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}