On a new found respect:

Have to give it up for the art directors. The designers. The printers. The architects. To anyone who makes a living crafting layouts and images into something you can physically hold and page through: you have my respect. It is hard. I finished cobbling together my minibook today, and it has been an exhausting, emotionally oscillating experience. My arms are tired. My bones are tired. It's had tremendous benefits, though. I'll never look at printmaking the same way again. And, as with all creative endeavors, I grew as a person.

Now we find out if I've grown into someone that deserves an internship. Stay tuned.

To the creative directors reading my blog:

It's internship season. I know you've been reading my blog, thinking to yourself "When am I going to get a shot at this kid?" The time has come. I'm accepting offers. True, I haven't provided any samples, or even mentioned the fact that I've been making fake ads for the past six months. But let's look at the facts:

1.) I'm a publicity machine.

2.) I like pretty girls.

3.) I like good music.

4.) I'm really into NPR and PBS.

5.) I can make something out of nothing.

If those aren't reasons enough to contact me, then I don't know what else to say. I'm going to post this and then start pushing the refresh button in Mail. I look forward to hearing from all of you.