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What!? No PSD's?

I was thinking it was getting nigh on to time that I put some of my work up on the blog. It has been a good semester. I love learning new programs (and more about old ones.) Unfortunately, most of my files are still PSD's. I don't feel like compressing and exporting them right now. Maybe later.



To tide you over here is the logo that I created in Illustrator. I'm not in love with it. But, it did fulfil my assignment. I much prefer to work in Photoshop and Indesign. Probably because I know how to use them.

An Irish Airman Foresees His Death

This is my favorite poem of all time. I know, I'm a little depressing.
Memphis Belle fans should recognize it.


I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate
Those that I guard I do not love;

My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.

Nor law, not duty bade me fight,
Nor public man, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;

I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

-W.B. Yeats

Choices

Right now I am sitting in an InDesign lab. (InDesign is part of Adobe's Creative Suite used for layout) 

Earlier somebody mentioned how quickly the semester has been going. It's almost over. I hadn't really thought about it. I've been so engrossed in the work I'm doing that the passage of time has become a non-issue. 

I am going to take it for confirmation that I made a good decision to get  back into art and design.  I had forgotten how happy being creative makes me. 

Life is good!

All Is Well

Yesterday, the family took the boat out to Utah Lake for a couple of hours. It was the first trip of the year. Sad, I know. A good time was had by all, even though we discovered a number of potentially costly repairs that need to be made. Even more sad, I know.

A little black rain cloud followed us into the marina at the end of the afternoon. Not surprising, it is August after all. I thought our timing was perfect. We should have been able to get off the water before the storm hit. I didn't expect that everyone else on the Lake was thinking the same thing.

My plan was to guide the boat onto the trailer in open, peaceful waters just ahead of the approaching storm. In truth, I was buffeted by the wind as I tried to protect myself from the marble size hail that started to fall just as I began my approach. The storm only lasted about ten minutes, then the clouds lifted slightly and it was over. Still threatening, but calm.

As frustrating as it was to pilot a boat in those conditions, I am grateful for the experience. As storms go it was mild. However, it was exactly what I needed to help me keep things in perspective. We all experience moments of thunder storm in our lives. And, in the end, the sun always comes out to dry things off.

Wednesday night I made a mistake at BoTS rehearsal. I learned far more from messing up than I ever would have if I had been able to hide in the background as is my nature. Nobody gets fired for a minor screw-up. We wouldn't need to be here if we had already gained perfection.

I'm....just going to go home now.

I thought I had been having a tough couple of months. Things have been fairly constant so I wasn't recognizing how good things really were. Today I was reminded. It has been a really long time since I felt like I a complete moron. So yeah, I'll take the long days and dateless weekends, as long as today quietly fades from my, and others, memory.

I expect a call any day now telling me that my services are no longer required downtown. Honestly, I wouldn't blame them. I'm a bit out of my league as my complete stupidity proved tonight.

Not Sure What I Have Here

Wow! I am really bad at this whole blogging thing. Probably doesn't help that I am "supposed" to be writing on a friends website. I'm a little better over there, but not much. Turns out that I really don't have that much to say. My life isn't all that interesting. (Side note: check out http://www.mormonblog.com/ to see what else I'm not writing.)

Anyways...

I had an interesting day at church yesterday. I am not a fan of singles wards. I still can't figure out what I was thinking when I transferred my records to the singles ward....oh right, the family ward wasn't working. At least I'm not the only twenty-something anymore.

Sorry, that was a random tangent.

In Sunday School the teacher made a comment that I am still mulling over. He said that every trial and/or hardship will end. It doesn't seem like much, but I was a little offended at first. I'm sorry, but I have physical deformities that will never go away, at least while I am alive. Pain is a part of life.

I've been thinking a lot about what he said, but also about how I reacted. I'm not entirely sure what his thinking was. However, I can see some veins of truth in what he said. First, ultimately this life will end. Secondly, the things that I have suffered have been a blessing. Sounds strange, but it is true. I don't always believe it, especially on bad days. Blessings are often disguised. Sure, there are somethings that I will never be able to do now. But, was I doing them before? No!, I wasn't. There is not point being upset about a non-issue.

Thoughts are still rushing around inside my head. Hopefully I will make sense of it all soon. Until then I apologize for your having to read this. Thanks though, I do appreciate it.

"Oh goodness, look at my wrist! I've got to go."
-Dr. Horrible

Change is Good

I am not a Republican (or Democrat for that matter). However, I thought this was a great design.

The Grass is Greener

I think it is funny how we perceive things.  Our own experiences always seem a little less exciting, less nice. Which is weird, because it isn't necessarily true.

For example. .. Today my Grandfather had minor surgery. I had to go the hospital to pick up some Silver Nitrate and decided that it would be be a good  idea to stop in and say hello. I have spent quite a bit of time in various hospitals as a patient. The one my Grandpa is in is NICE.

For a fleeting moment I found myself wishing I could stay in that hospital. What?! Who wants to stay in hospital?

Everything is relative.

Unfortunately, the truth of the matter is that it is only a matter of time untill I "get" to stay there. Got to love being the runt of the family.

The Sky Outlives Everything

"No human, nor any living thing, survives long under the eternal sky. The most beautiful women, the most learned men, even Mohammed, who heard Allah's own voice, all did wither and die. All is temporary. The sky outlives everything. even  Suffering."   

   --Bowa Johar, Balti poet

 

I found this quote in the book I am currently reading. (Three Cup of Tea by Greg Mortensen and David Oliver Relin.) It seemed fitting to me. If my life is lacking anything right now it is solidity. Nothing seems to remain constant. Everything changes.

This blog is intended to be a personal outlet. Feel free to visit, share your thoughts, tell me I am wrong. Together we will come to understanding, Inshallah.